A few reasons why Anthony is the coolest big brother in no particular order:
-He took me for a ride in his gold Scirocco. I can’t actually remember where we went the first time I got to ride in his car, but I knew that he thought he was pretty cool in his car and so consequently I felt extremely cool to get to ride in it too (I must have been about 8 years old).
-He had a Vespa when he was in college, that I found about several years after the fact. Apparently, he didn’t want my parents to know, so it was probably best he didn’t tell me.
-He didn’t really get that ticked off at me for stealing some of his birthday gummy bears. He had one of those huge Costco size bags. My sister Carmen and I knew where he hid them and pretty much stole a few every day.
-When he worked at Safeway, he was THE fastest checker EVER.
-He went to the UW and gave me a Husky sweatshirt for Christmas when I was a kid. At that time I thought it was pretty cool and contributed to his coolness as a big brother (I was so proud to have a brother that was in college), however, now being a Cougar, the Husky thing is actually a strike against his coolness. We definitely had a bit of a rivalry about that too. Prior to Apple Cup, it was usually Anthony that started up the taunting emails.
-He played the violin as a kid, then the guitar. I will always have the bass part of The Jam’s “Start” permanently etched in my mind…he used to play that over and over and over and over again in his room filled with his posters of The Jam and The Who.
-He was in a band! When he was in Monkey Business, I was in junior high and high school…and so it was super cool to have a brother in a band. I only got to go to a few shows because I was too young to go to most of them, but I loved hearing him play.
-He was super smart, an engineer.
-He was an incredible athlete and adventurer…rock climbing, mountain climbing, skiing, biking…Even after he lost some function from his tumor, he still found ways to stay active and got a recumbant trike. I would love to be even a quarter of the athlete that he was.
-He was generous in so many ways. The most obvious way as a little sister was great birthday and Christmas presents. I was always secretly happy when Anthony drew my name for Christmas. But he was generous in serving others too and humble. Much of his volunteering I didn’t learn about until after he died – he didn’t boast about it.
-Mostly, he was just a good guy, a big brother to look up to and admire.
I love you big brother and I miss you!