He Said: Learning from Big Sister

Our family differences could make for some interesting psychoanalysis.

Take me for instance. I've been a Midwest guy from the day I was born, and I come from a pretty liberal family. At the dinner table, no topic was ever off limits. I had an older sister to learn from - and whenever she screwed up, Mom made sure I witnessed it.

One of my fondest memories of Big Sis was her hugging the toilet puking up vodka after a night out with friends. Mom got me out of bed for that one. Being that I was only 8 or so at the time, I was confused why Mom made no effort to help Big Sis. Instead, she simply watched. The lesson I learned that night was to never piss off Mom.