My Brother Victor

October 13, 2015

Autism: a serious development disorder that impairs the ability to communicate and interact. A more specific type, Asperger’s Syndrome, is what my amazing gifted and talented older brother has. Every kid with Asperger’s is extremely different.

Victor is very tender hearted and cares about things more than most people would. For instance he gets worried when four-wheeling because he doesn’t want to run over any frogs in the woods. Or he couldn’t go to school the day after our dog died because he was still crying over losing his best friend. This showed me how to put more thought into my actions and to not take what I have, or who I have, in my life for granted.

I used to be embarrassed to go out in public with Victor for fear of him saying something that would offend someone. I didn’t know any better because I was young and naive, but now I couldn’t be more proud to call him my older brother. Victor has changed my perspective on life and he isn’t afraid to be himself in front of anyone and I admire that. He is very unique and different. Most 17 year old girls don’t know the difference between a Deadpool and a Deathstroke, the comic books, but I am lucky enough to know, courtesy of Victor.

As you can tell I didn’t have the typical older brother growing up; mine was much better than that, except for the time he hung me by my underwear on the bannister at age 6. Yes, Victor, you picked on me sometimes, but that is what all siblings do. He was also very protective of me. One time when we were playing in the backyard the neighbor dog came running over. He helped me up in the play house by letting me climb up onto his shoulders as he took the dog on, later being saved by my dad. We have some crazy childhood memories, like hunting in the backyard to see who could find the biggest garter snake to pick up, but that ended quickly after watching him get bit one time. Or riding our dirt bikes together racing around the yard to see who could go faster.

When I asked Victor if it was okay to write my speech about him he seemed to be okay with it, but then he said, “Make sure you tell everyone the only reason you are pretty good at hockey is because I lit a fire under your butt.” And I think it is true. Which most people would think is weird considering Victor has only been to just a few of my hockey games and doesn’t like the sport. In fact he has never been to Shattuck in all my years I have played here, but I am absolutely okay with that. His passion is art and drawing and he works at it endlessly for hours a day to prefect it. Doing that, he taught me that I have to work hard at my passion to succeed.

So I want to thank you Victor. You never let there be a dull moment and always kept things interesting. Thank you for changing my perspective on life and shaping me into a more understanding and patient person. Thank you for teaching me to work hard and to just be myself no matter who was watching. Thank you for having such a major impact on my life, I love you. 

 - Patti Marshall ’16, Senior Speech from October 8, 2015

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