Sammy, Jerum Din Mubarako.

It's late here in Pune and throughout the day I've been meaning to post a little blog entry to wish my brother, Sam, a happy birthday.

It has been almost nine years since Sammy moved on from this life to the other side.  And with each passing year, it still doesn't seem like such a long time ago.  It always feels like yesterday, as if one day I will return home and he'll be there sitting on the couch on 110th street, ready to catch up on where he's been and where i've been and what's been going on in both of our lives.

Being so far from New York, this morning I found on my computer, a couple scans of poems and drawings that Sammy had written way back when he was 11 or 12 years old.  This year, I'm sharing one that I really like.

Happy Birthday Sammy.  We miss you.

Love your brother, Ben

love and health all...