To my brother Andy,
Thank you.
Thank you for being there for the good times and the bad times.
It is rare that you meet someone and instantly know that they will be in your life for a very long time, but with you, I knew right away. A soul mate in my book.
You have the biggest heart of anyone I know and the love just pours out around you. It is strange not having you in my home anymore. The little layer of Andyness is no longer present, but I know you are out there beaming light everywhere you go. Those little Venezuelans are in for a real treat.
You inspired my new found interest for Southern culture and food, and the concept of family was reborn when I met you. If I ever get stuck living in the South, I know I can blame you.
Thank you for always being just a phone call away when I was hurt or scared or feeling low. And thank you for bringing out Alice. I hadn't let go and gone nuts like her in a very long time and it was great.
Thank you for your physical expressions of joy and craziness. The night with the swimming pool and bowl of dog water will forever be one of the funniest things I have ever seen.
Thank you for always making me laugh. Thank you for seeing things like I see them, without you, I might have lost it completely.
Thank you for sharing. Thank you for giant scoops of ice cream and Hugh Grant movies. Thank you for whiskey and weed and coffee and cigarettes. Thank you for Pine State in bed for days on end. Thank you for Jen, and Eric, and your parents, and Trippe, and Robyn, and everyone else.
Thank you for looking out for me.
Thank you for letting me love you! You are a great friend and I am so lucky to know you.
Good luck Brother.
