When I was in the 8th grade my girlfriends all had new white ski coats. I really wanted one but my parents could not afford to get me one. So my big brother Marty wanted to help me get one. He worked after school and weekends at Richardson's Office Supply and said I could have the change from his check each week to save to get the coat.
Needless to say Marty and I never succeeded in getting the coat for he was killed in a car accident that summer. I just bought a white ski coat "finally" like the one I wanted when I was a teenager. It brings back the wonderful memories of having a loving, caring big brother like Marty. Sadly missed everyday of my life.