Third anniversary of my brother Paul’s death

At 47. After leading a “noble life” (my brother Jim’s phrase) filled with illness. Here’s the posting I put up about him a few days after he died. I had just started my chemotherapy a few days earlier.

Tom Faranda’s Folly: Paul Faranda, 1958-2005

And here’s a picture I’ve posted before, of Paul with Brigid and I when he came to visit us in 1980, when we lived on Grand Cayman. A little blurry, but I love this picture!

By the way, Brigid points out that we still have the cooler, and it hasn’t changed “but we have…”