His mother and my mother were sisters.
And that's what made us cousins!
Ohhhhhhhhh, don't let this picture fool you.
We look like we're happy and like each other.
That definitely was not the case growing up.
We squabbled constantly.
I don't recall physical fighting
but definitely verbal!
Especially when he demanded
we play "car school" and he was the teacher.
I could do nothing right!!!!!
Our families spent a lot of time together
during those years.
All I can say is that the adults
must have really enjoyed each others' company.
Enough so that our fighting didn't bother them.
As years passed, we learned to love each other.
Happy birthday, Billy!