My dad Brad enjoyed retelling the Howard Loomis story.
Harold Loomis was a personal friend of Brad.
At the time, I thought my dad Brad was trying to persuade me to help my brother Doug. A half century of hindsight later, I realise, he was trying to explain to me that he was my brother, not my biological father.
Curious how simple, cruel, and brilliant time can be. You can't be young and have fifty years of hindsight or a thirty year crush.
Miss you beautiful.
