The years have passed and we all grew up and went our seperate ways. My Mother and ur family moved to Houston, Texas where we finished school and went on with new pwoplw and new adventures. My Father and Grandparents moved to Pasadena, Texas, a subcity of Houston. My Grandparents have sinced passed away, My Aunt Mimi got married and had four childeren of her own. My little Brother Brian got married and also had four children of his own and now resides in Bytown, Texas.

As for me; well I made several bad decisions in life. I become involved in drugs and the street life. I am now clean and a faithful follower of Jesus Christ. Ive been clean since 1999 and am now devoted to my faith. I did get married to my beautiful wife and best friend Dena, who has completed me in every way.

My Brother Bubba also had two childeren of his own. He too made some bad decisions. Sadly he became addicted to prescription pail pills. He was never able to beat this demon and as a result lost his life due to complication from the pill use. My Brother Bubba died Febuary 11, 2005, leaving behind his two children and a family who loves and misses him very much. I always had a great deal of respect for my brother. Even through the drug use he took care of his children and was a good Father. He was dedicated to his family. Even with the drug addiction he remained a food Father, Brother and son until his passing.

To this day everytime I see a rainbow I think of all of the adventures we had. I think of Bubba and how close we were. I think of the make believe baseball games, the adventures we had walking thise railroad tracks and kids. I think of all the wars we had one battling the drogon flies that flew around our yard as children.

I can still here his laughter and see his smile in my mind. I pray I never loose thos images and memories. I still think of his sacrifise to save me from being ran over by that drunk driver and how that incedent brought us so close together.

As childeren we spent a lot of day chasing the ends of rainbows with no luck of reaching them. One day in September 2011 after a rain storm my with and I were heading to the store when she pointed out a rainbow. “Look At That!!!) she exclaimed. I looked over to where she was pointing and there it was, a beautiful rainbow. But this one was different. It streatched out of the clouds and right down to the ground just behind an old barn. I could not believe what I was seeing. I remembered all the times of chasing them and trying to find the end of a rainbow. And no after all of these years there it was. I was speechless for a inute. I thought agin of all those adventures as a kid with my Aunt and my Brother. In all of my excitment I was saddened that my Brother was not here to see it with me.

As children we often thought about what we would find at the end of a rainbow had we ever found it. We thought about what most kids think about. We thought about what we would do with the pot of gold and what we would say to the little leprecaun. Well I found the end of the rainbow and at the end of that rainbow I found somethig much more valuble then a pot of gold. I found a lifetime of memories with people that I love. People who filled my life with joy, excitment and adventure.

I smiled thinking about all the things we did. My heart was just a little heavy that day. I could picure Bubba smiling at me as I gazed at the rainbow. Yes, I did find a pot of gold that day. It was in the form of smiles, laughter and a Brother who changed the path of my life.