The tomgirl in the left corner is me with two of my five brothers. Trouble started when my girlfriends started to find them attractive. I just saw them as rough-housing tricksters that loved farts, and dirty jokes.
Here they are — my five older brothers. This new year I will share some funny stories about how we had fun, how they tortured me and what I learned from this wonderous group of men I grew up with. Story one...Joel spit on me.