My youngest brother Kevin (8 years younger than me) is a senior in highschool. And this week was a momentous occasion in our family. The last highschool choir concert that any of us have to be in or go to, until grandchildren are old enough. That means if Jacks (the oldest grandkid) does choir, it will be at least 12 years before we are required to be there. Here are some of the wardrobe changes of Kevin's last concert. (He's the gator). And yes, those are leather pants... but at least his friend Tim is a little more distracting!