My brother. My parents rarely talked about him; the only thing I remember hearing about him when I was young was that he had strawberry blond hair, just like a couple of my other brothers (and me). I later realized how devastating it must have been to have lost him and to have to come home without the baby they had been expecting, not to mention trying to explain it to their younger children at home. Thankfully, both of my grandmas were there to help take care of the kids and allow my parents to grieve.
The family eventually moved to Arizona and my parents never managed to make it back to visit Dennis at his resting place. It must have been difficult for them. However, in the year before my dad passed, he was able to visit California and my oldest sister Terri took him to visit Dennis. My dad did not show his emotions very easily, but my sister said he cried when they were there; it had been over 50 years but the emotion still seemed so fresh.
My mom once asked me if I thought about him as my sibling, considering he was born (and died) 8 years before me. It saddened me to think that she felt one of her children had been forgotten. I reassured her that I did count him among my many siblings, and would mention him anytime someone asked me about my family. She seemed very happy to hear that. He is still very much remembered and loved.
The family eventually moved to Arizona and my parents never managed to make it back to visit Dennis at his resting place. It must have been difficult for them. However, in the year before my dad passed, he was able to visit California and my oldest sister Terri took him to visit Dennis. My dad did not show his emotions very easily, but my sister said he cried when they were there; it had been over 50 years but the emotion still seemed so fresh.
My mom once asked me if I thought about him as my sibling, considering he was born (and died) 8 years before me. It saddened me to think that she felt one of her children had been forgotten. I reassured her that I did count him among my many siblings, and would mention him anytime someone asked me about my family. She seemed very happy to hear that. He is still very much remembered and loved.
My brother. My parents rarely talked about him; the only thing I remember hearing about him when I was young was that he had strawberry blond hair, just like a couple of my other brothers (and me). I later realized how devastating it must have been to have lost him and to have to come home without the baby they had been expecting, not to mention trying to explain it to their younger children at home. Thankfully, both of my grandmas were there to help take care of the kids and allow my parents to grieve.
The family eventually moved to Arizona and my parents never managed to make it back to visit Dennis at his resting place. It must have been difficult for them. However, in the year before my dad passed, he was able to visit California and my oldest sister Terri took him to visit Dennis. My dad did not show his emotions very easily, but my sister said he cried when they were there; it had been over 50 years but the emotion still seemed so fresh.
My mom once asked me if I thought about him as my sibling, considering he was born (and died) 8 years before me. It saddened me to think that she felt one of her children had been forgotten. I reassured her that I did count him among my many siblings, and would mention him anytime someone asked me about my family. She seemed very happy to hear that. He is still very much remembered and loved.
The family eventually moved to Arizona and my parents never managed to make it back to visit Dennis at his resting place. It must have been difficult for them. However, in the year before my dad passed, he was able to visit California and my oldest sister Terri took him to visit Dennis. My dad did not show his emotions very easily, but my sister said he cried when they were there; it had been over 50 years but the emotion still seemed so fresh.
My mom once asked me if I thought about him as my sibling, considering he was born (and died) 8 years before me. It saddened me to think that she felt one of her children had been forgotten. I reassured her that I did count him among my many siblings, and would mention him anytime someone asked me about my family. She seemed very happy to hear that. He is still very much remembered and loved.
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