Random fact... I had reconnected with a foster brother of mine around mid-July 1990, after my junior year high school (he was a grade older and just graduated). Prior to that, I believe the last time I saw him he was in 7th grade. Anyway, we talked on the phone for a while before deciding we'd go to Riverfest that year in St. Paul to see Stevie Ray Vaughan & Double Trouble. I don't remember what happened to him or to our plans, but SRV died a few weeks after he did this show. RIP. Never did get to speak to my brother again, either. He wrote many letters to my parents years before that, and I found them all after my mother died. He had many foster families in his life, but my parents were the only ones he called, "Mom" and "Dad".
