My brother Mark is a lot younger than me. I don’t remember all of his mid- teen years but I do recall some weird incidents.
Once when I was taking the grocery bags inside the house, Mark was only five and he was standing behind the door. He just stared at me. Chills came over me. I felt like he was like one of the children in the movie “Children of the Damned.”
The next thing I remember about Mark as he was growing up. I really never really paid too much attention to him unless it impacted my life.
Now the next incident had to do with my other brother Jeff. Jeff made a bow and some arrows. I do remember hearing my father say to Jeff, “Don’t make a bow and arrows, you’re going to hit someone in the eye.” Jeff took my father’s warning as just a suggestion. He kept shooting at Mark as he hid behind the sofa like the turkey shoot Gary Cooper did in the movie “Sargent York.” The arrows kept coming as he hid and every so often Mark would stick his head out. Then finally he was hit in his eye. My dad took him to the hospital and to this day he has a scar in his pupil.
Although Mark lives with me now and is very helpful and silly as an adult. He used to drive me crazy as teenager. He used to dance instead of walk. Every place he went he would dance. It was so embarrassing. Dad would say, “Leave him alone, he will get over it.” Just like he said, did get over it, about five years later.
I guess dancing was better than when he was in Kinder when the teacher taught him rhyming. For a whole year he could not talk without rhyming every sentence. That drove me nuts.
Dad would say, “he will get over it.”
He did get over it.
Mark does have a photogenetic memory. As little boy, I would read him a story and he wanted more stories. I finally sent him to bed and then I heard him repeat the entire three books that I had read to him. He didn’t miss a word. He is the same way now as an adult.
Now that I think about it, He probably had to put up a lot from me.