Our little brother calls him "our little big brother" (and he calls our little brother "the world's shortest tall man"). O my bros!!!
Anyway, Kevin, the patriarch of the family - now that Dad has pulled a Obi-Wan Kenobi on us (that's how I like to think of it. Yes, I'm totally New-Agey) - is 37 years old today.
He's doing what I would be doing on my b-day: "Not much." Exciting stuff, the life of a 37-year-old. Kevin is a great brother. But many mixed feelings as he begins his long decline towards death.
Kevin always understood himself as a Han-Solo kind of guy.