Happy Birthday to Nosmo's brother. A brother or sister are really special people if we're lucky, and it sounds like Nosmo was really lucky.
My oldest and dearest friend, my friend for better than fifty years now is my age. His brother is my brother's age. My parents dated his parents while they were in high school together. We were all raised in the same church, we were all Cub Scouts and Boy Scouts together.
And the consistency in our family dynamic has born fruit. My friend is as close to his brother as I am with mine. We still all hang out together at parties, family reunions and, regrettably funerals. We know what brotherhood means and try to set an example for our growing families.
Frankly, I've never understood the dynamic of the dysfunctional family. Dysfunctional is not in my definition of 'family'. I pity those who do not treasure their kin. I hear stories of family members not speaking to each other for years. It's sad, and rather silly. The benefits of strong family are so overwhelming, why would anyone turn their backs on such a treasure?