Larry was born 18 months before I came along.  However, he was my brother's first son....which made me his aunt.  We were more like brother and sister but I insisted on him calling me "Aunt" as soon as I became aware it would be annoying to him.  When we both attended the same high school....him two years ahead of me....and we would pass in the halls during class changes....he would call out,  "hey, auntie."  Thus he got me back.  I have so many memories of Larry I could fill a book.  He was a blessing and I will miss his zest for life that was reflected in everything he did.  Rest in peace, luv.