Remembering My Brother from Another Mother
Although I'm not sure when Scott Nicholson and I became buddies, I'm pretty sure it was circa 1976 when he became my new neighbor in a small neighborhood in the country. We were the same age, and we went to the same school, Dix Avenue Elementary in Hudson Falls, N.Y. Scott had a younger brother, and I had an older sister and an older brother, but all of us were within a few years of one another. As we navigated through grade school, it was hard to believe that we never shared a classroom in that elementary school, as we had different teachers throughout our education. However, we rode the bus together, getting on it and off it on Monday through Friday until summer would welcome us with an extended break from school. In the fall, we would get off the bus and rush down to Scott's house to play football or basketball in his yard. After all, he had a nice little area to play football in front of the barn, and one end of the field had a small basketbal...