Personal Narrative: My Brother Curt

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Your brother Curt was the greatest man I have ever known, and will likely ever meet. We were in the same platoon over here in Vietnam and we did everything together, until about a week ago, when Curt was tragically killed. He was a wonderful comrade to have around and was my number one pal in the whole world. You probably have already received a letter from the Army, so his death should not be a shock to you, but because I knew your brother so well, I would like to share with you what the Army was not able to. Curt and I were more than brothers; we were closer together than twins; we were soul mates. I don’t need to tell you what kind of personality your brother had, because you know how he was energetic and always optimistic. Every minute

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