Today is my older brother's birthday. Back in the days when I had hair (big blond afro!), my sarcastic sister dubbed him "Sweetums" in a fit of pique.
"He's so perfect, he doesn't do anything wrong, oh Sweetums, he's so perfect!"
Well, everyone in earshot pretty much agreed with her, so her sarcastic intent was nullified by my brother's inherent goodness. Now, some people are nice because they lack meanness, but my brother's niceness is a positive quality, not an absence of ill intent. Over the course of years, and through travels in many different countries, Sweetums' reputation continues, and he is universally loved by all persons of good will.
My younger brother Vincenzo's birthday was November 30, before I started this blog, so I'll give him a shout-out here as well. The family Thanksgiving tradition always encompassed a celebration of Vin's birthday as well. He, as well, has always had a remarkably generous spirit, and brought countless friends into our family "sphere of influence".