
Rebecca Moorhead
Jan 173 min read
A Line Drive Straight to the Heart
If you were to tell me, the little boy who zoomed Hot Wheels for hours on a piece of racetrack carpet in the basement wouldn’t make his 29th year, I’d say you’re completely out of this ballpark. I don’t remember the first time I met you. You were just always there. My little brother, as I knew you’d be the closest I’d ever get to having one. In fact, there aren’t too many days in childhood that I remember without you. Making our own mini golf courses throughout the house. Swi



















