Jonathan was my big brother from the start. He learned about carrying me on his shoulders from my dad, who used to carry us both, one on each shoulder.

There are not many pictures of us from High School, so we skip to Freshman year of college. Here's Jonathan, in his dorm at Dartmouth. And then me, in my dorm at MIT.


And here we are today. Jonathan visited China in April, 2004. The look on his face shows his attitude.

Me, on the Great Wall. I think I look cool, don't you? Of course, not as cool as my bro above.

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