Being the older brother, I would hope that I have taught my brother a few things, but truth to tell, I think I have learned more from him. He is the epitome of consistency with everything in his life, from his faith, his family, the Martial Arts, to his work. He's a man to be admired.

My brother died because he kept being stupid. Its actually a sad, sad thing. Nobody likes to watch their family head down that road. In a way, I guess he did teach me to value life, and to not take for granted the good things I have.

I have four younger brothers and although the prevailing wisdom is that the young should learn from the old (and I hope they have indeed all been able to learn something from me) I'm the one who has actually learned a lot from each of them... either individually or collectively. I'm absolutely convinced that I'm a better person today for having known all of them.