This is going to be a bit up-close-and personal.
For the first time in my life, I am without my big brother. Robert Earl Yarbrough, Jr. passed away and it feels surreal. He has always been there. Had he not, I probably wouldn’t be here today. He was not my big brother by size.
He was big by his influence in my life. He was like an extra parent.
Bob was a generation older, which tells you my arrival w…