My Brother Bim
One week ago today, we said a formal goodbye to my brother Vincent Davis Arnold – or Bim, as we called him. He passed away suddenly in January, and this was our first chance to gather as a family and grieve together. We heard so many wonderful stories that captured the unique and wonderful man that was my brother. I had a chance to speak and share a tiny bit of what he has meant to me, over the years. Here’s what I wrote. (Of course, when I shared it, it was slightly different.) “As the youngest in the family of the amazing Charlie and Audrey Arnold, I have always looked up to my big brothers. Each one taught me different things. The most formal and unsmiling shot of all of us I have seen. Back: Bim, Jon, Don, Steve Front: Jerry, Dad (Charlie), Liz, Mom (Audrey) Bim always had a knack for storytelling. He could retell the stories of his youth with great detail and vigor. He could also spin a ghost story that would make your bones shiver. I would listen, captivated. B...
