Brothers-in-law

I was the fifth of five in my family, arriving some 10 years after my closest sibling – my only brother) – and embarrassingly so, according to one of my sisters, almost 15 years older than me. 

So, there I was. Growing up with siblings graduating, moving out on their own, and starting their own families. And I was just a little kid in this increasingly getting-to-be-an-adult family world.

What I got through this process were three brothers in-law, all really different people, as were the sisters that each of them married. Each contributed so much to my growing up both as examples, but also in the interactions we had. And most importantly, the personal “arm around the shoulder” lessons they passed along to me during those impressionable years.

Among the valuable lessons they taught me – in no order of importance, nor from whom:

1.) You have to learn to get along with your in-laws.

2.) Fishing is an art; it is never a perfect picture, however.

3.) When you are packing a truck, plan for the last part of the load as carefully as the first part. You will get more on the load.

4.) Work hard, and learn how to laugh.

5.) Nobody is the best at everything they try – just keep trying.

6.) It will get tougher. (This came from my dad through them, they heard it so often)

7.) Make sure your nose is square to the ground; no one likes someone that puts their nose up high.  

8.) It’s not so bad.

I have to tell you, some of the lessons they imparted to me were done through practical jokes at my expense. I can laugh now, but some were definitely unforgettable. For example: My first car was a 1953 Pontiac. Straight eight engine and heavy. I was going to take my brothers-in-law for a ride; fast, drifting corners, smooth control.

 But then the car would not go over 30 miles an hour. I was encouraged to lift the hood, see what was wrong. I did. No clue. I had no idea what to be looking for! The three of them sympathized with me. Hmmm, what to do.

Just prior to breaking into tears, it was pointed out that a rock had been put behind my accelerator pedal – a new, very personal lesson! I still laugh today as I laughed with them that day for the loving teasing they put upon me.

Jokes at my expense never taken too far, usually with a purpose, but always with love and caring. I was blessed. Thank you.