My brother, Todd, was killed in a car accident on July 11, 1994. He had already made the decision to be an organ donor and was able to donate his corneas. He was 21 at the time, five years older than me, and we were incredibly close - he was my best friend. He was a college student and pilot - he loved flying. He was a big football fan - he loved the Cleveland Browns and Ohio State. We would have long talks on the phone, and I always knew I could talk to him about anything. On the night he died, we spent some time alone together and had one of our long talks...I waved good-bye to him as he left to go to his apartment, never knowing it would be the last time. I miss him every day, but I am so proud that his last gift was to be able to help someone else.