It's been six years since I lost my brother and soon will be 12 since we lost our sister. I keep Mike's picture on my desk at work and a calendar of the last weeks of my sister's life next to that. I miss the hell out of both of you and can't come to closure regarding the finality of death. "I don't know what's up there, beyond the sky," but I hope to see you both again. Your little brother Johnny. Love you both so much!