Forest Russell

He was born in 1901 and died in 1924. November 19th was his birthday.

Brother to Caroline, son to strict Victorian parents. Forestry industry and land owners were his family's trade.

Obligated by duty and obedient by upbringing.

Wanted to be a vet but went to law school because that was what his father wanted.

Had a horse name Charlie.
Was allergic to feathers.

Refused to butcher his sister's white rabbit when parents requested it.

Hated striped trousers and preferred to wear brown.

Spent his days in the library studying law and looking out the window of the law library, wondering how to fulfill his dreams and destiny.

Dreamed of love and adventure.

Loved architecture and his sister deeply.

Lived in the south North Carolina to be exact.

Rode to and from school on the train.

His heart was broken when he had to leave his sister Caroline.

He preferred the kitchen and the company of Junie his family's cook. Her food was hearty and warming and her laughter and love a magnet. Avoiding the family parties and public appearances.

Had a love of beer and pubs that he hid from his parents.

Died of a brain tumor on the left side of his brain.

Died in his sister's arms at just 23 years old. Still a virgin, never kissed, never traveled beyond home and school.

Knew much of his heart but felt alone for the duration of his life.

Rode his horse Charlie in love and in passion. Against his mother's wishes.

Loved the snow and the trees.

Was not finished and had much to do.

I get you. I know. How that pain feels. How that world left you wanting.

A good son, with a heart of gold, dedicated and obedient to a fault.

There was much to do and much to fulfill.