Thank Heaven For Little Boys

Jason And Tommy

Jason & Tommy didn't have a typical relationship as
brothers. Jason was 14 and Tommy was 10. Jason wasn't
just Tommy's older brother, though; he was his best friend
in the whole world. While most older brothers wanted
nothing to do with their younger brothers, Jason would
always try to invite Tommy to participate in his activities.
Tommy loved his big brother. They were true pals.
Besides his brother Jason, Tommy didn't have many
friends. Tommy often wondered what he would do
without his older brother. You see, Little Tommy had
been born with a cardiopulmonary disease. This had
stunted Tommy's growth and had robbed him of his
youthful energy. It wasn't that he didn't want to play
baseball, tag and all the games that other boys his age
played, it's just that he got tired real quick when he did.
Knowing this, the other boys never wanted Tommy to
be on their team. They would fight over whose team
Tommy would have to be on, and he was often labeled
 as a wimp or sissy by the healthier boys. 
But things were different around his older brother
Jason. Sometimes Tommy and Jason would play their
own game of baseball. Jason was a good athlete and
everyone wanted Jason on their team. However Jason
would only consent to play if they would also let Tommy
be on his team. If the other boys said no then Jason and
Tommy would both leave and do something together.
School had just ended and it was summer now. Curt,
Nathan and Ron wanted to go on an overnighter in the
mountains. Naturally, they wanted Jason to come along
also. "Let's go ask him if he can go tomorrow," Ron spoke
up. Curt was quick to respond. "What if he wants  Tommy
to tag along? It will slow us all down, and we don't want to
spend the whole time hiking to the campsite."
Nathan was the first to speak to Jason at his house.
"Hey, Jason, the three of us are going on an overnighter
up in Adam's Canyon. Are you with us?"
"Sure I am!" Jason was excited. "I'll have Tommy's pack
and my own ready to go tonight," he said.
The three boys looked at each other, wondering who
would tell Jason that Tommy wasn't welcome to come.
Finally Curt spoke up. "Hey, ah, Jason... this hike is just
for the four of us. Tommy would slow us all down.
Nothing against Tommy, but why don't you leave him
home this time?"
Jason saw Tommy through the corner of his eye. Tommy
was standing by his bedroom door, listening intently to
the whole conversation. He was bravely trying to hold
back the tears if rejection.
Jason stood up and said, "I'm sorry,  guys, but if Tommy
isn't welcome, then I'm not going either. You guys have
fun. "Hey, wait a minute," said Ron. "It's okay with me if
Tommy comes. We can leave a little bit earlier to give us
more time." The guys agreed on a departing time for the
next morning, and left.
Six  o'clock came early the next morning. Tommy was
ready by 5:30 a.m. This was to be his first real hike.
Within the first quarter mile, it was obvious that Tommy's
progress would be slow. He wanted so much to please
Jason by walking fast, but the faster he walked, the sooner
he would have to rest. The other boys were anxious to get
to the campsite, and often found themselves leaving Jason
and Tommy behind.
"Here, Tommy, my pack is light. Let me carry yours, too,"
Jason said, with concern for his brother. Embarrassed,
Tommy gave Jason his heavy burden. "I'm sorry," said
Tommy. "I'm doing the best I can."
"I know, Tommy," Jason said as he rustled Tommy's hair.
After two miles Tommy was struggling with fatigue. He
was sweating profusely and fighting for air. His chest felt
tight, too. I'll go a long way before I stop  to rest this time,
thought Tommy. The other boys were out of sight now.
After five more minutes of walking, Tommy fell to his
knees. "I gotta stop," whimpered Tommy, with tears of
frustration cutting clear streams through the  dust on his
face. "That's okay," said Jason. "Take all the time you need."
Jason was obviously worried as he saw Tommy struggling
for breath. "Jason, something is happening inside my chest!
It hurts awful bad." Tommy was slumping over on the
ground in pain. Jason slipped the packs off his back and
rolled Tommy over. Tommy's tense body relaxed suddenly
as he looked up into Jason's eyes that had tears now, too.
"I love you an awful lot, Jason." The struggle was over now.
Tommy's little body had given up. The tears came freely
from Jason's eyes s he tightly hugged his brother.
"I'll miss you, Tommy," Jason softly whispered.
Forty-five minutes later, tears were still trickling from
Jason's eyes when the other boys returned. "Hey,
Jason, we thought you guys got-- Ron stopped short in
the middle of his comment. A chill ran down the boy's backs.
Jason was supporting Tommy's silent head in his lap,
caressing the tear-stained face of his little brother.
"Is he dead, Jason?" Ron asked tenderly.
"Yeah," Jason said, as another tear fell quietly from
his eyes to Tommy's face. "He was doing his very best
for me." Two more minutes passed in silence.
"I'll carry him down now," Jason said, as he gently
lifted the lifeless body in the cradle of his arms.
Nothing was said for 20 minutes down the mountain
trail. Finally, Curt tapped Jason on his shoulder, "I'll
spell ya and carry Tommy for a while. You must be
getting tired now."
"No," Jason kept walking.
He ain't heavy...he's my brother."
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