On Friday January 25 2008 my little brother Joseph Tyree Bryant was shot down and killed by the one thing I hate most in the world a pussy with a fucking gun!!!! Because of this callous act of violence all I have left of my little brother are my memories and I would like to share some with you.
When My little brother was born it was a difficult birth for my stepmom and he was oxygen deprived so they had to stay in the hospital for a week afterwards. I was there everyday and at that time I made a promise to Joey (That's what we all called him) that as his big brother i would always be there when he needed me and I would do my best to protect him from harm. And there I must apologize to him for I have failed.
When Joey was 5 yrs old I took him to spend the weekend with me and on the second night he came to me and asked me why girls have bigger muscles than boys on their chest, needless to say i laughed so hard that my stomache hurt.
When Joey was 10 he came to me and said that he was gonna play football so he could be great like his big brother, me. That little bit of admiration from my lil' bro melted my heart and made me want all the more to keep him safe no matter what. Again I point out that I failed!!
When Joey was 16 I continued a family tradition and took him to a strip club and bought him his very first official lap dance. I also got him drunk ass hell off of Tequila sunrises (Another part of the tradition...lol). In the morning he told me he would never forget it and till his death he always told everyone how his big brother took him out on his 16th birthday!!
When Joey graduated High School he came to me and told me that he wanted to join the Army so we could go to war together and he could watch my back like I watched his and at that moment again reminded me why I loved him so much. When he graduated bootcamp and AIT I was the proudest man in the US Army.
A year ago Joey earned his associates degree and at his ceremony he thanked me his big brother for always being there when he needed me and always keeping him safe (Again I guess i didn't do too good of a job!!) and again my heart melted and I realizd that I could never love my little bro more than I already did.
Those are just some memories I have left to me of the Little brother who meant so much to me that he gave me a reasn to keep going even when I was in combat and got shot. I just wanted to share them with you so you understood just how special he really was to me and everyone who knew him.
And if by some off chance the coward that killed him is reading this then I just want to say to you that justice will be served you fucking pussy and I will find you so if you are smart do yourself a favor and take your own life because if not trust my word (And I always keep my word bitch!!!) I am gonna kill you when I find you believe it.
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