The two Elissons, in a photograph taken at the top of the Fire Island Lighthouse.
The debonair fellow you see on the right is - in case you can’t figure it out from the Family Resemblance - the Other Elisson. My baby brudder!
I can still remember the day he was born. As they prepared to haul my mother off to the hospital, she asked me whether I’d like a brother or a sister. I was elated when, later that day, I received the news that I had gotten my wish.
Today is his fifty-third birthday, so I suppose he’s not really a baby anymore. But I’m still glad I got my wish. Happy birthday, bro!