I try not to put too much emphasis on death anniversaries -- makes more sense to focus on happy memories of people -- but still couldn't keep myself from going down a rabbit hole of pictures of my brother Bill today, two years since he left us for that big newsroom in the sky. Here's the first photo of us together -- I'm the one in Molly's stomach -- taken on the porch of our new home my parents bought when they found out I was arriving. Life just isn't the same without you, Bill.
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