The year was 1943. The Great Depression was over, and yet it was a time of war and hardship. It was a time when two brothers would leave an orphanage with their birth mother and stepfather. A sister in the infirmary would be brought home a week later. None of the children knew their birth mother or even each other. This story is about two boys–one seven, and the other five and a half–and their bonding and growing together. It’s about the roads they traveled at that age of life and the folks they would meet; and while the places and people were real, the conversation between the brothers were added at the whim of the author as to what they talked about growing and bonding together during that first year. The places they lived were there, and the folks they knew were real, but the names have long been forgotten. This is their story about that first year, a dog named White Joe, a big Rooster named Big Red, and about a bonding and love that would grow.