More about brothers...

I just posted something about me and my brother, even though it showed up under Feb 7, I just posted it today. I was recalling one time when I was very young and my brother 3 and half years younger, then very young. We were at the T-intersection of 32nd and Bonnie Doone, where later that year I would watch my brother, in his hast, run in front of a car which stopped soon enough to not hit him and scare me to death. I don't recall much of what happened to bring about my screaming at my friend John, but I remember yelling and desperately trying to hold back tears. I failed and ended up crying and yelling at John that he had "brain washed my brother." What I think happened now that I look back at it is that John had just temporarily replaced me as my brothers "role model" and I became jealous. Jealousy may have been what drove me to scream at one of my best friends that he had brain washed my brother, but it was well intentioned jealousy and John usurping that role that I had played genuinely hurt. John was a fairly confident kid and Jonathan (my brother), who had tagged along that day, was mimicking him more so than me, and I not knowing how to handle the situation reacted adversely to all who were present and both my brother and I ended up walking home. At least that is what I assume happened because I don't remember but my brother was too young to walk home alone at that point. Maybe my brother will read this memoir of more than a decade later and remember or he may have been to young, either way I hope that he knows that he is important to me and has always been so. A fact that is evident by my reaction back then and my posting about it now. Jonathan has always been the hinge on which my emotions move and that is no less true now then it has been in the past. Jonathan if you ever read this, please know that you have been and are loved.