The little bro with the BIG personality

 My lil lil bro and sis had a birthday today and for the 6th straight year I slapped them in the face with a hand full of whip cream. My sis had no idea it was coming but my lil lil bro was tipped off by my lil bro. Still got him good but my lil bro cant keep a secret. But there’s a lil more to that story than that for my lil bro….let me take you back for a moment


I awoke to the sharp screams of terror that pierce my eardrums to this day. Confused I searched for clues to help discover the source of commotion. I watched my father, the serene rock of our family, frantically pace in an utter panic. The perceived look of fear in my mothers face was unprecedented. I earned for answers yet lacked the vocabulary to help me find them. At only three years old my life was simple. With all my basic needs being fulfilled I never needed to ask extenuating questions. The tranquil composed family I became accustomed to had instantly become completely disconcerted. The screams were complimented by cries and the sound of screeching cars rattled my childish world. My thoughts raced back and forth in complete disorder. As I began to tremble I was promptly grabbed and thrown in the car. My mind turned blank and all I heard was silence.

My younger brother Teebee was born with the mental retardation Williams Syndrome, an incurable neurodevelopment disorder that affects .00005 percent of births.  Symptoms include a weakened nervous system, heart defects, mental disability, and a life governed by hospitals. With every function Teebee lacks he was blessed with a unique talent. An indicator of Williams is an overly communal and highly verbal persona. Teebee has social skills that inspire everyone he crosses paths with and has an exceptional ability to easily illuminate an entire room. That chaotic night we almost lost a personality that can bring a gleaming smile to a complete strangers face on the gloomiest of days.


That night unbeknownst to me Tebee was diagnosed with Spinal meningitis. Even more frightening the doctors gave him a two percent chance of survival. In what can only be described as an absolute miracle Tebee not only kept breathing but became the most inspirational person I know.

Children with Williams have no inherited racial bias and lack the cognitive ability to foresee future events. Only aspiring to satisfy current wants Teebee truly lives in the moment. If he wants something he takes it. If he is thinking something he says it. However occasionally this will lead to trouble. One time in a bout of starvation he took a candy bar from a store without paying. He only thought of his want to fulfill a basic craving, not anticipating the future unfavorable affects of shoplifting.


Tebee’s charismatic personality has generated unforgettable events and stories. I’ve gotten to meet politicians, entertainers, and professional athletes. In an extraordinary experience Teebee was a granted a “last” wish to bring his family to Disney world. Last month at a basketball game, during the National Anthem the stereo system abruptly malfunctioned. From the stands Teebee belted out the rest of the song, in front of hundreds of strangers, with no background music, no formal lessons, and absolutely no hesitation. This summer when we met Patriots quarterback Tom Brady Tebee  bypassed the line, evaded security, eluded Tom's extended hand and smothered him with a hug that brought  hundreds of aggressive  irritable security guards to their knees.



Tebee knows no option but to live life fully. His brain is unable to function any other way. There is no restraint, simply one constant speed. Influenced by Teebee’s character, I have been inspired to speak my mind, reach for my goals, and follow my inner voice. One year ago as an unemployed college dropout I lied in bed as Teebee whispered to me “Go for it, because you can.” Words that enthused me to college make the deans list and ultimately lead me to where I am today



For one it may be difficult to grasp the concept of not awakening tomorrow, but not for Teebee because tomorrow truly is not promised. I often feel that my alarm clock will go off and I’ll realize that living with Teebee was a dream. He has brought me along for the ride of a lifetime. I know one day the conductor will ask me to get off the train and I will with no regrets. For I am certain that everything spoken was spoken, every situation was experienced to the pinnacle and each moment was truly lived to the fullest.

The hunt for red in September

So Z is rolling around on the ground half laughing half crying covered in fire extinguisher residue. The entire hallway is Smokey from the fire extinguisher but we are able to see multiple people running out of their rooms in a panic. Random guys with towels were sprinting up to fire detectors flailing away with the towels as if their first born Kid was on fire. Eventually the fire alarm went off-Yes the fire alarm went off from the fire extinguisher. Is it just me our is that strange? Me and Z think its no big dea.l However the second the alarm went off and multiple frat members started punching holes in the wall, swearing, and throwing various objects at various other objects/ innocent people.

Everyone starts the leave the frat except Z who goes to the bathroom to clean up. As I get outside the fire trucks start to arrive. All the frat members group together in a big circle and they all look like they want to kill somebody, bring that person back to life, kill him again then beat up the ghost, then vandalize the tombstone. I didn’t know why they were so mad but since the majority of them looked like they could bench press my entire family I just sat quietly a few feet off in the distance.

Now all the frat members are pacing around in a circle grunting/spitting,  pounding their chest and I would say about 40% have taken off their shirts. I overhear their leader say (I think he was president of the frat but leader is more appropriate since they resembled a tribe in hunting season more so then college students in academia.)

“This is the 5th time this year the fire alarm has gone off now we have to pay $200, are on probation and our frat is banned from having parties for 2 months.”

Apparently every time the fire alarm goes off the firemen have to come and check out the scene, and since they have had to come now already 4 times to the frats house  in maybe 1 to 2 weeks tops of school, this Frat had to pay money and was now banned from having parties for 2 months.

Then they all basically agreed to “slaughter”-exact word, whoever sprayed the fire extinguisher. By the way Keep in mind its 9/11 at about 4 am.

About 2 minutes later Z comes strolling out of the house laughing looking like he just took a bath in baby powder. Walks his muslim behind right up to the frat-who are 40% white, 40 % redneck-white and 20% hillbilly redneck white and goes. “damn that shit blew up everywhere.”

Don’t forget its 9/11


Not realizing that he essentially shut down a frat and basically just poured gasoline all over the frats face and lit a match with ahumus food fart Z just casually strolled around ouside as if nothing had happened. He was instantly surrounded and questioned by the members of Alpha Beta Bicep in a gathering that for some reason reminded me of the Salem Witch trials. Every frat member grilled Z with questions followed up with physical threats. Then the neandrathals came upon the conclusion that Z must of sprayed himself with the fire extinguisher and purposely tried to savatgoe their frat and America. Yes im serious. Needless to say this was not good for Z. As the group of John Cena’s closed in on him I jumped in by his side. I couldn’t let my boy go down like this especially after he didn’t sell me out to the frat when they interrogated him.

I managed to start talking to a few of them and calming them down, but then they realized WTF why isn’t this guy in a wheelchair. He was faking the whole time. Now their not listening to anything I say and multiple frat brothers are threating to roll me down the street like a bouncy ball. The only good thing about this was that it distracted them from Z who sneakily slipped away into the night. I eventually talked my way out of it but was followed home by a few guys looking for a physical altercation. I was eventually able to avoid them and ran into Z on the way home. We were finally safe for now and strolled back to the place we were staying around 5am.

We slept for about an hour then drove home knowing we couldn’t stay on campus for long. The next day Sunshine was banned for life from the Frat because he knew Z and me. Well that was 80% the other 20% was over a drug deal gone bad and the fact the sunshine was just off the walls hyper-crazy. Even the frat couldn’t handle him.

For what its worth I have been to countless frat parties and nearly everyone I had a great time with awesome people. I love frats and they throw redic parties. No way am I making fun of frats, frat parties r the tits.

Little did me an Z know that was just the start of our college escapades.

Playing frogger......in person

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