One year, I received a call from my brother. He said, Happy birthday. I replied, It's your birthday. He said, yeah. I know. I asked, What are you doing? He answered, I'm at home, drinking a beer. We talked for about an hour. He was home alone. His wife and son's were out on the islands. She was working, and the boys were volunteering. They had left earlier in the week, while he was teaching classes.
A couple of months later, I called my brother. He answered, and I said, Happy birthday. He replied, It's your birthday. I said, I know. He asked, What are you doing? I answered, I'm at home, drinking a beer. We talked for about an hour...