I remember when he came to Oklahoma to live with us and play drums in my band. He was the best drummer I ever had. He and I loved music and we had good times playing music. The ironic thing is both of my younger brothers are gone. One at 49 and on at 59. That is much to young. They were both truckdrivers and are probably running team for God in heaven. He also loved his nieces and nephews. I know he loved all his family. I remember going by Mom's after Dad died and he was living in Nevada but he called to talk to us. Say hi to Dad and Mom for me and I know they are watching over all of us. I miss them and I will remember all the good times we had. Rest in peace brother.