i have two brothers.
can i say a few things here? ok. thanks.
rob is the oldest.
i'm not sure he understands how cool he is or always has been. he's cool in the way that he's so cool, he's not. you know? when i was growing up, anything that rob did, well that was what i should have been doing. that's probably still true now.
he's the oldest, did i say that? he's really nice. you know like kind nice. like he pretends he's not and then he really is and everyone is thankful to have him around and if he likes you, well then you've got a real friend, you know? you do.
he's got street cred, too. he was in a band. a few. he did some small tours. no big deal and all. the ladies like him, too. it's true. he wouldn't think so, but i know it's true.
oh and now, get this. he saves lives for a living. he's a firefighter. neat, right?
i bet you want to meet him now. i would, too. anyhow, the point is- thanks for being my big brother, and keeping up the keeping up, is all.
matt came after rob.
i dont think matt knows this, but he helped solidify my faith (the kind you have in general and in God). when i was a lowly eleven year old (oh, the pain of being eleven!) he invited me to go with him to church.
he was popular and all- he's a real funny guy, but he wouldn't tell you that, or maybe he would. you know being funny and all. i didn't have many friends and was pretty lonely, not thinking much of myself.
well i'm not sure what happened but we were driving up US 41 and 'screaming infidelities' by dashboard confessional came on. we were rounding out this bend where you know you're about halfway to church and the music was blaring and my hair was blowing in the wind and i had this brother who thought enough of me to bring me to church with him, and right then i knew everything was going to be ok. and i knew that matt was good and that he would be somebody someday with all his goodness.
and you know what? he really is somebody these days.
i've got the best brothers.
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