I am the oldest of three boys. I never had a big brother. A wise one to consult, an experienced person to give me tips on life, love and negotiating the day to day vagaries of growing up Black in the world. I had a father and a mother, aunts and uncles, but you know there's nothing like an older sibling, someone temperamentally close to you, someone who shares some of your personality traits, and understands you without having to ask questions. Then I met Haro...