Heros

On November 17, 2000, my hero was taken down by a tumor that spanned both hemispheres of his brain. He was seven years older than me. There was nothing he couldn't do. I'm not sure anyone ever asked him to leap a tall building but I'm sure he could figure out how to get it done. He was the problem solver, the answer man, the go-to guy. He was my hero. He was my big brother.

George understood, more than most people, that a man is measured by his character. He knew that people watched him, looked at him, looked to him - looked up to him. He was aware. As such, my brother conducted himself to the highest degree of integrity possible. There's the old cliche - Nobody's Perfect. And he wasn't. But I don't know many people who had more integrity and strength of character than he did.

He wasn't the only hero I have. There's a select few others that I have really looked up to over the years. Some have passed on. Some are still around. But all had/have that understanding that people do watch and pay attention. They know that character and integrity counts. They get it.

Whose hero are you?