Start the Sunday with this one dedicated to my brother Steve who passed away this day some 37 years ago . . . . . .
He Ain’t Heavy He’s My Brother - The Hollies
for my brother . . . . . . . . he carried me for the longest time, there was nothing he wouldn’t do for me and I often felt I would, or should have, felt like an encumbrance but he never complained. I miss him
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