My Grandma always told me that the reason why my relationship with my eldest brother was so fractious was because, deep down inside, I was jealous of him. I always smiled back and replied that whilst she was entitled to her opinion, I didn't necessarily agree with her.
Now, as I watch Scott take comfort from the fact that he has Virgil at his side, I have to admit she was right. It's too late to tell her, of course. I guess you could say I'm just kind of driven. I like being right and sometimes I'm a little too opinionated about it. Scott and I are way too similar and that's the main reason we had that heated 'discussion' over the 'Ocean Pioneer' a few years back. But I've never been so pleased for Scott to take the lead and be right when he told Dad, that as the eldest, he'd deliver the reading at the service for Grandma.
I don't know if I could have.
For that, he'll have my respect for eternity.