I have been searching for my brother Walter Papineau for years now. Last I heard from a private detective was that he was in Texas, and that is where the paper trail ends, COLD...I have held out hope that my dear brother is alive and well and I can only pray at this point that God leads him to the internet to search for me as well. He was born the day that JFK was shot, and we were close as children growing up. Walter if you are reading this, please know that a day hasn't gone by that I have not thought about you and wondered how you are doing, hoping that you are happy and have had a good life. I wonder if you have children, and I wonder how much my children are missing out on not having their Uncle Walt around to play with, and to look up to.
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