Happy Birthday, Jeff!


From the day I arrived, my brother has taken care of me.

When a woman noted that we did not look alike and, therefore, I could not be his sister, Jeff argued back, “She is my sister.”

Jeff shared his Big Wheel, played TROUBLE, and threw mud pies at the neighbor’s white house with me.

When I rear-ended a pickup truck in my Subaru Turbo, I called Jeff.  I figured he’d be upset about my car, but the first thing he asked was, “Are you okay?”  Then, he proceeded to manage the situation.

After having my Subaru Outback serviced, Jeff picked it up to drive it home.  A few minutes into the ride, he checked the tires.  It was Christmas time.  He put four new tires on my car.  When I picked it up from his house he told me, “My sister couldn’t drive on those tires.”

Jeff is the best man I know.

Happy Birthday, Jeff!

About Julie Hooker

I'm a teacher, writer, and editor. In addition, I'm an animal rescuer, yogi, and friend.
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