Today is Dec.14th. On this day in 1990 my brother Ian died. I just cant seem to get over it. Two days after my Birthday (Dec.12th). Ian and I grew up in the 70's-80's and was raised by our grand parents. We had a very volitile childhood. I remember us sitting on my Gram's front porch with Ian, an old record player, a 'Mr.Microphone' and a pile of KISS records that we had amassed together. This was 1976 and we were just lil. About 6-ish then. We would pretend to be an all kiss radio station and play my Uncle Dougs Billy Joel Glass House album for commercials...LOL. Then we'd get bored and dig out the big G.I. Joes and Evil Knevil figures and make them fight each other in the backyard. Sometimes we'd get our StarWars figures involved but we both coveted each others collections so they pretty much stayed home.. I really used to get frustrated because Ian had a Kiss doll (remember the KISS comicbooks) well he used to break out ol' Peter Criss, like his 'Ace in the hole'..lol. Our lil Sister Jamie took it to her lil' friends house one day and gave Ol' Peter Criss a make-over...umm...I like call it a 'Work-over'...lol Using siccsors to chop up his hair and all the marker makeup... I felt bad but it really evened out the playing field for ol' G.I.Joe though!.. Oh I miss him. I'm naming my First born Son after Ian...Ian Benjamin Frye. Love ya buddy and I miss you dearly. Rest in Peace my Brother. I'll always be here and You'll always be with me.