Bro. Mom just got real hurt. I wish you were here to help. She misses you so much. We haven’t been allowed to see your daughter. We don’t want to sue and rock the boat too much. My kids are getting big. Harold asked about you today. He doesn’t remember you. He is about to turn 4. It made Eleanor cry. She is 7 now. She doesn’t remember what you look like and that makes her feel bad. She adored you. Mom will is trying to say sober through her physical therapy. God I need my brother. I love you Rob.