My brother David (Tod): Oh, what I put him through!
I need to do a little character development with my little brother here. Not that he doesn't have enough character already, it just wouldn't be right if I didn't describe him to those who don't know him. With that said, the impossible task begins.
David was born in Flint, Michigan on May 8th, 1969. The only true 'Michigander' in the group of Wolverine fans had three older brothers to choose from for role models. I love Andy and Rick, my two older brothers, dearly, but they weren't exactly model citizens, and didn't set the greatest example for a younger sibling to aspire to be like. That left me. At that point in my life, I really hadn't had a lot of time to start piling up the mistakes yet. David followed me through life like a little puppy dog, and I loved it. It was a great self-esteem booster to know that he wanted to grow up to be me. He played the drums in band because I did. He wore cammies to school every day because I sent them home. He joined the Marines upon graduation because I did. Hell, he even married one of my ex-girlfriends. When he got out, he joined my Army Guard unit. When I wanted to transfer over to the Air Guard, he decided to go with me.