My Brother, David R. Williams, High School where David graduated in the 1950s.
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A harsh picture hurts my memory of my brother's High school in New Orleans, destroyed by Hurricane Katrina on Aug 31, 2005,
From being with him in our youth as brothers having fun, laughing, complaining, and facing daily issues together.
Our love was alive with life, and love born brothers with each other.
Time doesn't destroy the moment of life we had. And how my memory sees us like a silent observer who is me.
Knowing what happened in real time was also touching us both. And how it's just a matter of time. I will also, be cast into the grave of silence we don't understand.
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