Sheldon was my playmate when we were kids. He was 4 years younger than I was and I pretended that he was one of my dolls. He handled it well. He was the only talking student in my class full of stuffed animals so I called on him with every question. He got all A's in my class. I remember (this is a rolling story in our family) when I was about 4 and Sheldon was about a year old it was the middle of winter and it was getting dark out. Our parents were in the barn working and I was in the house with Sheldon and for some reason that I don't remember I had to go to the barn. I couldn't leave my little brother alone in the house so I dressed him up in his snowsuit and tried to carry him all the way to the barn. On the way we ran into a huge snowbank (I'm 4 remember, so everything was huge) and I couldn't carry him over the snowbank, but I couldn't turn back either. I thought he would be safe enough if I stuck him in the snowbank and continued on. When I reached the barn our Mom and Dad asked where he was and I told them he was in the snowbank. Come to find out, that probably wasn't the best decision I made. He came out of it alright though. He will always be my little brother and I will miss his wit and humor. He was my technical support hotline whenever I had computer problems. I will miss him coming to our house during the holidays and playing Guitar Hero. He was an amazing person and was loved by so many people.