I remember it as if it happened last night.

It was about 12 or 13 years ago when my brother said to me, “I asked the DJ to play you a request…”

Uncle S and Aunt J’s wedding reception. For me it was the quintessentially-pivotal moment for my brother and I and our relationship. I realized only a few days ago how remarkably moving the song that he had play for me was going to be over a decade later.

“Brothers In Arms” is a lyrically moving tune from the Dire Straits boys, a song that I was unfortunately bereft of familiarity until that night.

Songs are interpreted in ways that are personally embraced, and this one took the liberty of affording me some tears that evening, and it still does to this day. I miss my brother, and I think he knows it. We have a strong, yet fragile past as brothers, and I wish at some level I could wind back the clock and have another go. Another chance at rolling the dice.

I miss you brother, I’ve missed you from the day I left for the RAF on March 3rd, 1992.

I’ve always loved you.