The View From A Farr
Every February for the past 10 years, I’ve written a story about my younger brother Scott. He was born in February, some 60odd years ago. For most of that time until recently, I haven’t been the ideal older sibling. I write a story as a public display of penitence in the hope of being not only a better brother to him, but a better person to all.But I’m not going to write a story ab...