You are the eldest of my princes. I grieve that you did not feel as loved as you are. I remember Dad calling you 'Head'. I remember his pride in knowing that you played football, and his joy when you led your brothers to sit with him and watch the football games on TV. I remember when you came to watch your little brother Mikhail play football. I remember how you would pull him aside during halftime to give him some tips. I remember the look of pride on your face when he followed your advice and improved his play. I remember when you came to see Mom in hospice. I remember your tears as you hugged me, and I told you that it would be ok. I couldn't really speak during your service because my heart hurt. I love you, my prince. I know you probably got a talking when you woke up in heaven. You are forever in my heart.