My little brother AKA potential donor material

First off I will start by saying my family puts the DYS in Dysfunctional. My parents were married for 7 years, had 2 kids and were divorced by the time I was 5 although they probably only lived together for a total of 2 years. Both parents went on to re-marry and then within a year of each other each had sons. My dad's son Andy I only knew on weekends and summers until I was an adult and then only on holidays. His mom divorced my dad and moved to Denver when he was 14 and other than my dad's funeral 17 years ago we had not seen or spoken to each other for no reason other than we just lost touch. I am not very close to much of my family because there are way too many issues and crazies.

So imagine my surprise Sunday morning when I get a call from Andy saying he had decided to look me up and he was in town and would like to get together to catch up!

He has grown into what I think is a great person and can't wait to get to find out more. So in the flesh my little brother and I.