Dean and I were both adopted at birth. Some people thought that meant we were not as close as biological brothers. It gave us a connection biological brothers could not have. We knew we were special, fortunate and blessed in a very unique way. It was an unspoked thing for the most part but it was something that never left us. Dean and I did not share a lot of the same interests, but once again, that did not keep us from being close to each other. He was Dean and I was Marc, and together we were ‘Dean and Marc’. I started calling him ‘Bubba’ when he joined FFA in high school and I would call him that the rest of our lives. I loved him very much. He was a great brother.
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Melissa
Very well done Marc. We are sorry for your loss.