This morning, my dear brother Jack died. We fought a lot as kids (he was a tease; I was crabby), but became the best of friends in our teenage years. He was a fabulous cook, a cabinetmaker, an organ builder and art lover, but most of all he was a great family man. Anne, his wife of 46 years and their three kids were the center of his life. I loved him and will miss him like crazy. Here's a picture of Jack as a kid in Alaska; he had just picked a bunch of weeds for our Mom.