OK, most of the people reading this post know that my older, shorter, brother is getting married next week. I also know that a lot of you out there are whispering to yourselves "its about time".
what exactly does marriage mean to a brother? I wonder if it meant the same to Randy as it does to me, when I got married. Did he feel as though I was leaving him, as though I wouldn't have time for him any more?
I am happy for Randy, don't get me wrong, but I can't help feeling that I may lose my best friend. Randy is only 18 months older than me and he has been my bestfriend, role model, companion, best man, hero, comic reliefe, and most of all, my brother for a very long time. We would even think up stupid dance moves in our basement together and perform them infront of the whole school for lip sync contests(we are undefeated by the way).
Even though I am extremely proud that Randy is my brother, I would often forget he is my brother and veiw him as though he was above me, like I couldn't possibley be related to this guy. When I was about 13 I remember coming in the house crying because I was convinced I would never be as good as Randy, or never be able to compete with him and his friends in basketball. No matter how good I get, a part of me will always feel that way. I still get impressed when I do anything athletic with Randy.
I frequently think of Randy when ever I play soccer, run, work on my house, need help with something, do anything by my self that we used to do together. I think of him becuase it brings a smile to my face to think of how we used to play soccer together or race eachother in highschool and college and how I used to over hear people talking about how unbelieveable he is atheletically. A few times people would see I was wearing Comstock highschool stuff and ask if I knew Randy Hunt, they had no idea who I was, so they would tell me about how great he was and how they have never seen anything like him. Then when they were done with their rant, I would get a big cheesey grin and say, "Randy is my brother". Then they would call me a liar and walk away. I acutally think it was better to watch Randy smoke other school's best athletes in a race than for me to beat them myself. Randy made track a spectators sport, he was a spectical.
I think of him when I need help because I have always veiwed Randy as smarter than me. I give him a hard time about being short but he towers over me intelectually.
Many of you out there probably have similar memories of your older brother, but none of you have a brother like Randy.
Back to my original point. when I gain a sister in law I usually lose a part of a brother. I am the youngest of five brothers and I have already seen it happen twice. Does moving on with your life mean giving up what used to be important? I sure hope not. I know all this sounds selfish, but thinking of Randy getting married and starting a new chapter in his life makes me a little nastalgic about when it used to just be "Quentin and Randy". Here's to you Bro. I hope you future is exactly how you picture it.
Randy was rarely labelled as being "Quentin's brother" usually it is the other way around.
What used to bug me, now makes me proud. Randy's my brother, and my brother is getting married.
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Q, you got it all wrong. I look up to you in more than just stature. Me, intellectual??? I am not going to make this a battle of who is better and all that. But let me just say i am proud with people ask if i am Q's brother and there isn't a person that i know that doesn't know about you too.
ha ha, you must have forgoten about highschool and middle school. dude, you were the man, in highschool and middle shcool in all the things that mattered, grades, sports, friends, respect. all that. yeah, you were weird, you wore really dirty hats, etc. but that is what made you, you. thanks though man, i appretiate that we have a mutual respect. I started to think we did about the time in started college or at the end of highschool but i guess i never really verballized it, and i figure before your wedding would be a good time. You aren't going to have a best man, but this blog was a toast to you bro.
You still have to do a toast at the reception, you aren't getting out of that!!! and no, you can't do a song as your toast!!!
Well the good thing is that I'm still single...so no worries...though I may get drunk one night in Vegas and marry a really hot super model.
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