Induction Into The Half Century Society


Brother & sisters, in earlier days.


I’d like to take the opportunity to induct my brother, Steve Badman, into the Half Century Society. Yes, dear readers, today, my big brother, my childhood idol who introduced me to the finer things in life (Bugs Bunny, Pink Floyd and Adidas sneakers to name but a few), turns 50.

I spoke to him this morning and neither of us can figure out how this happened.

50! (Insert leg kick here.)

Other than wiping a dog drool-soaked tennis ball on my sister and me and accidentally breaking my arm, Steve has been a model of brotherly love and support.

It couldn’t have been easy growing up as the eldest child and the only son. I’ve thought about that quite a bit since our Dad died a little more than a year ago. At Dad’s wake, an old friend of my Dad’s who I barely remembered, walked right up to Steve and said, “You ARE your Father 50 years ago.” (Clearly he didn’t realize how remarkably OLD Steve already is, but I digress.) Steve handled the moment with his usual sensibility and grace, thanking Dad’s old friend and shaking his hand. Though I know Steve mourns the loss of Dad, too, I also know the grief of a son losing his father is something else entirely.

Since Dad’s death, I have leaned on him more. I ask him for financial advice, pester him with car questions (“It’s making a weird noise.”) and generally view him as my go-to for all big life decisions.

He has, as usual, stepped up to the awesome responsibility of big brother and temporary Dad substitute with great sensibility, poise and patience. He also sends me his favorite articles and cartoons from The New Yorker. (I should really consider renting him out.)

To my brother, I raise a glass and toast your half century of existence and thank you for all that you add to my, much more youthful, existence. I had to do it. Ya maroon!

5 responses to “Induction Into The Half Century Society”

  1. Good to have a great older brother!

  2. Happy Birthday, Steve!!

    Jenny, the photo is priceless. You look adorable. πŸ™‚

  3. What a moving testimony! My brother is not quite 3 years my junior and I had the same feeling about him as he moved into the fifth decade. Now that I’m well into mine, I find myself thinking more about how wonderful it is to be together. I wonder if that’s nature’s plan? Just when we are entering the stage of life when parents will be exiting, we realize another source of powerful family love is also there for us.

    1. Cheryl, what a great thought. The ebb and flow of family life.

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