Hmm... Where to start with Jesse...

Some of my earliest memories involve Jesse. One story which I'm sure you've all heard before is the time that Jesse and I found a GIANT Hershey's Kiss that belonged to Gene. I was less than 6 at the time, which means Jesse was less than 5. Anyhow, we couldn't resist the temptation to that this mountain of chocolate imposed on us... I don't know whose idea it was to start eating the Kiss, but I do remember that we couldn't handle it all in one sitting. So we hid it in one of our dresser drawers; I think it was our sock drawer(don't worry, it was still in its wrapper... I think!)

Well, we of course ended up getting caught the next time Mom did laundry. I don't remember the punishment, but I do remember the feeling of guilt that I had. Jesse, I leave it to you to further embellish upon this story(as well as read it to your daughters!), as I know there are lots of details that I'm leaving out. Or maybe I'll come back and do it later.

I guess that the point of this post is that I know that we have a bond between us, Jesse. Through all the fights we had as kids, the competitions we had against each other in high school, to the competition we have now on TrackMania(which, I might add, I'm winning :P) there is definitely a connection and I'm happy to see it only grow stronger through time.

I don't mean to leave the rest of your family out, and I know great stories that involve all of them as well, but for this first post I think this is going to have to do. I love and miss you, bro.