A walk in the old 'hood

Last time I was in Royal Oak I got to experience a rare event; my brother and I got to talk. Just talk. His wife and child were gone for the night and we got to be brother and sister again, just us. We took a virtual walk down our childhood block and remembered all the people that lived there and shared little stories about them. It was such a delightful conversation, we were gabbing until almost midnight and didn't realize the time. I wish I lived closer to my brother. I miss these sibling chats.