Before you go anywhere, Mr. Football Player,” Nita said, “I want to know exactly what your intentions are toward my Blue.
The first-born in every family is always dreaming for an imaginary older brother or sister who will look out for them.
My mother grew up strong. She was a charismatic leader among her peers, staging plays, organizing projects, raising money for charity; she was fiercely protective of her younger brother, with whom she shared a passion for jazz and rock and roll.
As the older brother, I was expected to make sure no one messed with Eddie when he went to the park. He didn't have to deal with anyone saying, 'I'll get you after school.'
I told him, though, that he better be good to you. When you came along, I said I'd share you, but I told him to remember that you're my sister. I loved you first.
You fight the most with your brother. The first fight you're going to get into is with your brother. The first fight you lose is going to be with your brother. But nobody else better try to fight your brother. Only you can fight your brother without it being a problem.
I had a brother who was my savior, made my childhood bearable.
I was the one that, when we were younger, I would pop off first. If somebody got into it with me and my brother, I'm jumping off first.
If you try singling me out to my mother, she'll be down your throat. She has three sons, and she's equally proud of us all.
