Every family has a storyteller, mine is no different. Although my mother would love to take the title, she is not, it is my brother Bill, the journalist, who takes this title for my family.Perhaps my brothers favorite story to tell is of a time when me an my brothers were younger. When we were kids the middle child of me and my two brothers, Patrick, and my brother bill would fight, however pats tactics were a little different. As my brother will tell the story pat was thinking ahead, for on our deck, which was only a tep up, we had folding chairs which pat would throw at my brother billy’s knees. Bill will always blaim these instances for his bad knees and admit defeat to my pat. The way Bill tells story like these is with much emotion and humor and is something that has always affected how I myself write or tell stories. My brothers storytelling techniques have taught me me how to use humor to drive a point or keep my listeners and readers interested in what is occasionally a boring subject.
There was a little boy I once knew who begged to hear his mother tell him stories. Sometimes at night, just before I sink into sleep, I think about him and wonder if he ever thinks about me.
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