Sibling Affection: In Praise of the Birthday Boy
This piece is dedicated to my elder brother Andre, who celebrated his birthday yesterday. Sadly, I could not be with him, as we are separated by seas, continents, and ten time zones. Every child has a mentor, someone to whom she looks up and constantly seeks approval. For me, it was and remains Andre. The eldest among the three of us—we have a younger brother named John Paul—Andre is a wizard in everything he does. He aced every subject effortlessly, particularly math, never having to enlist the aid of our parents. He was easily the better piano player between the two of us, practicing regularly where I procrastinated shamelessly. He was naturally adept at playing video games, from our first console Super Nintendo to its carefully chosen successor, the Sega Dreamcast. He was extremely tech-savv y, ensuring we were early movers and had state-of-the-art technology long before anyone e...