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The philosophical poet, my big brother Beege

The pensive philosopher, my big brother Beege

(Photos were taken by me mum, Jode)

Beege before I was born

Beege before I was born

When Beege was 13, in California somewhere near L.A.

When Beege was 13, in California somewhere near L.A.

A few times I got him to clamber up into trees with me. I remember one afternoon, swinging across a dry creek-bed on a vine with him. It was a fine afternoon indeed.

A few times I got him to clamber up into trees with me. I remember one afternoon, swinging across a dry creek-bed on a vine with him. It was a fine afternoon indeed.

My brother James Dean??

My brother James Dean??

One of my favourite moments with my big brother- he had discovered a reef and swam back to tell me. Here, he was telling me avidly about some fish he'd seen. It was the closest moment we'd ever had.

One of my favourite moments with my big brother- he had discovered a reef and swam back to tell me so I could join him out there. Here, he was telling me avidly about some fish he’d seen. It was the closest moment we’d ever had together.

After snorkeling the reef

After snorkeling the reef

I have not seen my brother in years now. I miss him ardently. Beautiful Beege

I have not seen my brother in years now. I miss him ardently. Beautiful Beege

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