our bond

This morning I went golfing with my dad and 2 brothers at 7:30am. It was great to be with my family. There is a certain bond there, that can't be put into words. My dad cultivated those things into our lives as young boys, and now we all reap the benefits. We all have the same symbol tattoed on our back shoulder, that someday my sons will have after their "rite of passage." A symbols that reminds us of who we are, and the love that exists between us. In the words we repeat when we leave each other, "Brother to Brother, Yours in Life and Death."