I feel for his actions. I only insist that he put it to his wife that we, my parents, our other brother, myself - are coming for a visit. The visit is scheduled. A bit of bonding goes on. Its a good day for the kids.
Normal relations seem to hover just on the horizon.
Spontaneous, rather than highly scheduled interactions with my nephews seemed the next step in rebuilding our relationship. One Saturday, I decided to take the train to the Ocean not far from where my brother lives. I called and suggested meeting up. I tell him I'll call when I arrive - the line is engaged, then the answering machine on. I leave a message, asking that he call me during the week.