As kids… he showed me how to build forts out of our bed covers and convinced me to scale the furniture in our room like the Matterhorn (not sure that was a good idea). He taught me to ride a bike at the parking lot of the church at the bottom of Las Vegas Drive. In Scouts… he saved me from my Tenderfoot cooking-a-burger-on-a rock disaster. He took me to my first rock concert… CSNY at Jeppesen Stadium. He even inspired me to play the guitar after I spied him finger picking a simple arpeggio and I’ve been playing ever since (47 years).
Best bro a kid could have. Happy Birthday!