Dear Edward,

Before we’re each overtaken by dementia, I want to thank you for a few things. “For what?” you must be thinking. “What have I ever done to please him?”

Well, for one thing, your ever-present sense of humor somehow became infused in mine, and that has proved to be a strong asset in my life’s evolution. Not only has that given me an inner grounding, but it’s been a real strength in my social interaction. I can still remember some of the parodies, quips, and jokes you conveyed in our youth.

Also, your domination of much of my early play and leisure activities have enriched me throughout the years. I don’t recall any boring days we spent together, as a child or a teenager. You taught me a great deal about survival in the outdoors, including the many beauties of the area around our home. They’ve provided a comparison for the many I have seen around the world.

I have additionally benefited from your generous nature, propensity to challenge authority, and aversion to heavy labor. Thankfully, much of my response to your “outlaw edge” has served me well—just do the opposite!

For these and many other things, I want to thank you. I could not have invented a better big brother. Well, let me think?

Love,
David