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James Drum 1955-2009


I miss how my brother James made me feel loved no matter what was going on.

I miss how he was welcoming to everyone he met. He had a huge heart. He would give anyone anything he owned if they needed it more than he did.

His battle with drugs and alcohol was a long and painful one. The lost I feel is as real now as it was the day I was told how he died — laying in a snowbank in Fairbanks.

My heart hurts from missing my big brother. 

Categories / Alcohol and Other Drugs
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