When my brother was 22 years old, he was drafted by the military to fight for this country.
My mom and dad were devastated and they didn’t want my brother to leave.
They were scared that it would be the last time they would ever see the guy again. I was young when my brother was drafted, but I still remember his face very clearly. My mom and dad still have a picture of my brother that hangs in the den. I see the picture of my brother every time I visit my parents on Sunday for dinner. Even though I am 50 years old, I will never ever forget the face of my brother, because he never made it back from the war. A couple of weeks ago, I felt like I was standing in front of My Dead Brother. The feeling was so strange and chilling that I had hair standing up on my arms and my neck. I called to make an appointment to have a tune-up performed on the AC unit in my home. When the HVAC service technician arrived and I opened the door, the guy looked exactly like my dead brother. I probably looked like I saw a ghost. I almost wanted to hug the guy. It was one of the strangest and worst feelings of my entire life. The HVAC technician looked really worried, so I must have had a crazy look on my face. I didn’t want to find myself staring at the guy and I definitely did not want to make him uncomfortable, so I left him alone to work on the AC . I never told the guy that he looked like my brother.