My Brother Ross



 
Ross is six years younger than I am, and when I was ten, I wanted to put him in the trunk of the car and leave him there!  (That was the time he decided to clock me in the head with his hiking boot!)  But since then, we've decided we actually like each other.  In fact, after I came home from the Army (married with children), he decided he wanted to follow in my footsteps (sort of).  He joined the Army and was a 98J, which will mean something to some folks, and nothing to others <grins>.  He was stationed in Germany, like I was, and loved it as much as I did.
Cleaned up pretty good, didn't he?

Now, HE'S married . . .



 
 
 

. . .with children!



 
 
 

Kenny, Dave, (my Jer and Nate), Greg, and the midget with no face is RJ (Ross Jr)

 
 
Can you tell these two guys are cousins?
(must be something in those male genes, huh?)



 
 

Ok, here is a better one of the 3 younger boys:
One of the things our families love doing together is camping.  You just can't beat living in the woods for a couple of weeks!  And we would bring a crowd, too!  I lost count of all the kids along, but the adults had just as much fun! (especially on those long walks!)
 
 
Clockwise from left:
Ross, Heather, Nate (standing), Jer and Dave