I am David Watts, the last of the litter.   Kelly was the first.
We were a lot alike...in many ways.   In many ways, we were different too.   I learned as much from Kelly as I did from my father.
Like how to build things, design things, and eventually how to navigate around the negatives.
We all have them.  But thankfully,
we all seem to evolve as time goes on.

I was his drummer on a few songs of his, back when I was 11.  He gave me my first beer during a session(which I couldn't finish).  
Funny, but I don't ever recall asking for advice from him,
(or anyone really) , but I know I still got some.
I guess I always seemed to observe my 4 older siblings, and my Dad, for cues on "how to be"....and how not to be.   But I too followed my own path in everything I ever did.

As a teenager, I worked for him as a carpenter...well, laborer first.
At 15, he had me working on apartments and other projects.
Then he opened Ohio Prefab, and we built stairs for 1000's of apartments in Columbus, while I was in Junior/Senior high school.
We also did roofing at times, and I learned so much from him.
Those skills have saved me multitudes of cash over the years.

We were both into computers early on and we shared that interest on many levels over the years...and taught our Dad how to use one...enough to keep him happy.

When he moved out of Ohio, we were not as close, but still kept in touch.  Only three times, I made the trip up there.  I regret it wasn't more, but life has it's demands.   Though a few times when he came back to Ohio for a visit, we had quality time together.  I've shared a video of one of those using the studio at work for one of his song projects.   By this time, with kids of my own and my work being so unusual, he first admitted he had learned a thing or two from me as well.  I'd finally reached an equilibrium in my mind.
A few years back, we went on a day-long CHIRT hunt in southern Ohio.  It's like flint.   It was the last thing we did together...and the last time I saw him too.  I took a few pics of him "mining" it, but the conversations we had getting there and back, were the best.

We did talk on the phone a lot over the years, and as recently as Dec 6 2023.  He was talkative and surprisingly "happy" at 11:40 at night that Wednesday eve!
I'm thankful we spoke.

Other things that STUCK with me over the years, was him telling me about an author, Joseph Campbell.   Read up on The Power Of Myth, and learn how to "follow your bliss".  Good stuff.
Genealogy was another thing that carried on.   He made headway into the mess that was our family history, and together we got it sorted out and documented, finally connecting us back into the early 1600s!

Musically, we were different, as is Bob, our other brother.
We all had our own way, interests, and drive.  But we all had the passion for it, and were very active and creative with it. 

Over all, I feel my brother Kelly was always finding his own way.
Sometimes, it was hard...maybe more so than it had to be.
But it WAS his life to live.  My opinion on it was kept to myself.  As I said before, absorbing all the goodness he shared.
I loved my brother like all my other siblings.  I will miss him.