I have always looked up to my older brother Worthy. For a number of years I hero-worshiped him, and belived he could do no wrong. I know he got tired of me following him around in High School, with such devotion, but he tolerated me as well as can be expected. Sometimes I thought he was too critical of me, but later realized he was trying to help me reach my potential. I love him for that. There was one incident that I will never forget that showed me how much he really cared for me. Our school and several others were invited to film a British Airways Commercial at Dead Horse Point. For several days they drove us to a remote field near the park. There was a lot of down time and people entertained themselves in any way they could. One group thought it would be funny to randomly throw the cactus that was everywhere growing wild. I was a victim of one particularly hard-thrown cactus that became lodged very close to my eye. Worthy was the first one to get really mad and attempt to uncover who had done this to me, his loyal friends followed suit. He was my protector. I know there were many other times that he silently protected me, but this was the most visual example of his love for me. I am grateful that you are my brother Worthy. I love you and I appreciate the example you are for me and my family.
Saturday, March 1, 2008
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Thanks for sharing that Kd. I remember when I found out that my first child would be a boy, one of my first thoughts was that I hoped he could be a good big brother like Worthy has always been.
Of course, I have always thought Worthy was awesome. Now that I am married to a big brother and raising two of them, I can see better what a tough role that can be. I love you, Worthy. I am freaking mad about the job thing. Britt is too. He thinks it's time to get a lawyer. Sorry. I hope I didn't just give you a paper cut and pour lemon juice on it. I love you, Worthy!
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