I never really got to know my cousin, Steve. He's older than I am. When I was a preteen and teen he was MUCH OLDER than I was . . . LOL . . . You know what I mean. I thought he was so cool, especially the day he called my dad a bad name. How BAD is that!? I spent a lot of time bragging to my equally young and impressionable girlfriends that I had a cousin who was a DJ on the radio.
We've only run into each other a couple of times over the years but I've kept track of his world travels in the local newspaper and over the last couple of years on Facebook. I no longer think he is cool or bad . . . I know he is.
So there . . . I know someone who is on a magazine cover.