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Just before my final year of high school, my brother, sister and I moved with my mother to San Francisco.
I had an older brother who passed away recently, an older sister and a younger brother.
I, Lawrence Klein, was born in Omaha, Nebraska, as were my elder brother and younger sister.
My brother and sister are both older than I am and were born before my father went off to World War I.
We believe in loving our brothers regardless of race, color or creed and we believe in showing this love by working for better conditions immediately and the ultimate owning by the workers of their means of production.
Together with the works of mercy, feeding, sheltering, and clothing our brothers, we must indoctrinate.
Hope and faith are two intimate brothers; they always go together. Hope nourishes faith and faith treasures hope.
Gypsy was the name my brother gave a pet turtle he had. I always thought it was so peculiar.
It's a little bit in the genes because my brother is a journalist and my father was a sports writer.
I find Jesus my confidant and companion, brother and savior; our relationship is intimate, vulnerable, demanding yet comfortable and reassuring.
Well, my brother was a schizophrenic, so I understood it in a different way from seeing my brother.
My sister and my brother, of whom I have not spoken before, were considerably older than I; it seemed almost as if we belonged to different generations.
I didn't set out to be famous; if I'd wanted that, I would have gone on Big Brother.
And bitter waxed the fray; Brother with brother spake no word When they met in the way.
My brother had a big band in high school; after that we continued to play together, eventually forming a group called the Jazz Brothers, that recorded for Riverside Records.
Tell me, was it you or your brother who was killed in the war?
I was the youngest. The yule lamb. The one who always got away without doing the washing up. My sister was four years older, and my brother six years.
I think if I could have a boyfriend like my brothers I'd be really happy. But without the brother thing.
No one could understand the bond between me and my brother. I struggled to understand the forces that drove his soul in one direction and mine in another.
I heard my brother's voice even though we were apart. I then answered the phone and found him on the line.
My mom is many times responsible for getting us all together, but we trade off at each other's houses. My brother and I are actors and are traveling a lot of our job.
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