Farewell, Young Nielson

It's true. My youngest brother is off on a two-year adventure to Canada. Fare thee well, eh. I loved seeing the excitement grow in him as the day came closer and closer. He accidentally let it burst out every so often. Then, just like that, he was gone. And he's already been gone for a whole month. And he's happy, and he's still excited, and, gosh darnit, he's living out of the country.

You may be interested to know that he had to wait to purchase winter clothing after he arrived because the USA apparently isn't capable of manufacturing clothing that is warm enough. Ha ha! I can't wait to hear how the arctic north treats that skinny little frame of his in the dark winter months.

We miss him, but not enough to make the guy come back for two years, because it's good for him, and it's good for us.

Blessings, and all that, you know. Sometimes I love them more than seeing his goofy, handsome face.

So, yeah. We're down a man around these parts, but we're happy about it too. Wish him luck, would you? He might need it as the weather keeps cooling down.

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