Thursday, November 30, 0002
When my mother became pregnant with my brother I told her I did not want a brother but a German Shepard dog. For 15 years as Gunther grew up I really did not know him well. However, as his passion for sports grew so did our relationship. We then both served in the Armed Services for the country we called our own. Upon returning home our relationship, our friendship grew even closer. It was a fun ride through good times and bad. Gunther, I think we became closer as your body began to betray you. You suffered greatly these past 3+ years. I am glad we had a relationship with very few, if no, arguments, it was strong & solid. It was BETTER than getting that German Shepard. Ich Verpasse Sie Mein Bruder, Mein Freund. Leiben Sie, Willi
