My brother Dr. Ransom Myers

In December, I held my brother Randy's hand and thanked him for loving me. I am so grateful that I had the opportunity to tell him goodbye as I did not have the opportunity with Mama. Emotionally, I have always felt that Mama just vanished... left me, although intellectually I know she was killed one night on Highway 1 by a cotton trailer with no lights. Randy always loved me, unconditionally and without judgement. My life has been better because he was my brother. The world is better for having such an innovative, creative, determined and fearless scientist.