This month marks 30 years since my oldest brother died. I really knew nothing about him (because he was so much older). I can remember being spooked when I surpassed his age, and it’s hard to believe that I’m now 14 years older than he was, when he passed away. But, I take comfort in knowing that his death led me down my career path. The crazy thing is that the same disease threatened my sister’s life, earlier this year. But, technological advances spared her. It’s too bad that the same technology couldn’t have saved my brother. Transplants were around, back then, but he had too many other health factors which hindered it.