Ok, so it’s possible I’m on a Mad Men Netflix binge watching spree. And it’s 100% probable that it’s my brother’s fault. So naturally when Owen needed a reason to put on a suit we took full advantage of our surroundings and had a little fun pretending we belonged in the Capitol Building in Columbia, SC. In my head, Owen had the Mad Men-eque style going…pocket square and all. What do you think? Do we have a 1960’s ad man on our hands?
No, actually. I don’t think we do. I think we have SO much more.
For those of you who haven’t caught on, this handsome man is my brother. And taking these pictures I realized that, that is indeed what he is now, a man. I drove down to Columbia the morning before his graduation to get some photos. It was raining at my house in York and I was hoping it was better weather in Columbia. It was, until I got there. Then the rain started. Our goal was to get some photos on the horseshoe (you know…the typical USC pics.) I like to tease Owen about how ugly the horseshoe is in general. No, I’m not a Clemson fan. I just love to push Owen’s buttons. Yes, we’re typical siblings 😉 You see, EVERY time we visit him in Columbia, the horseshoe and it’s majesty is brought up and anything related to USC is Owen’s current holy grail, so naturally I down-play it’s significance just to irk him.
If you know Owen, you know he is a passionate person. When he loves something, he LOVES it. He knows everything about it goes into an excited detailed explanation of why that thing is the best. For awhile, it was Chick-fil-a (best food, real flowers on the table, amazing customer service, and lotion in the bathroom.) Then it was Cool Beans, his (at one point) favorite coffee shop (I think it was a food sample they had out and the foam soap in the bathroom.) Over the years it’s been different countries: Canada – his elementary school years, he’s never been but loved the Montreal Expo’s. Iceland – his high school years…I’m not even sure why except that no one talks about going there and it’s apparently super clean…he’s also never been there. Now it’s Germany – everything about Germany is superior…ok I do love Germany too!
Everyone today says Owen looks like my dad but takes after my grandfather, Elliott Taylor, who lived in Germany and Kenya as a US diplomat. Owen graduated with a BA in Political Science (we thought pictures at the Capitol was fitting) and a minor in German (he’s practically fluent y’all.) His dream job would be in foreign affairs and preferably in Germany (read: he’s job searching) It wasn’t until I took these pictures that I saw the resemblance to my father that everyone else saw. Some people call them twins. I wouldn’t go that far, but some of these expressions? Woah, yes. That is Jon Taylor right there.
If you can’t tell, I think my brother is pretty great. And I’m so proud of him! He will deny it with every part of him but we’re a lot alike. He’s always just been the more vocal, center stage one where I’ve been the more behind the scenes, thinking-the-same-thing-but-not-saying-it one. We are both stubborn which is why we fight but in the same moment we’re laughing at something ridiculous our parents did five years ago. Or reminiscing about the time Owen crawled into the dryer and it flipped over. Or the time we got shipwrecked on his bunkbed. Or spent hours sliding down the staircase in a box. Or putting on plays we wrote together. Or, the time we moved to Bulgaria and at first, all we had was each other. Some of my most cherished moments are with this guy doing all the fun and crazy things he convinces me to do.
Owen is one of those guys who always happens to run into that famous person or get upgraded to first class. He’s the guy that everyone loves and hopes notices them. He always has cool things going on or happening to him and I know he will be going big places. I’m not trying to convince you myself. Owen does that all on his own. Believe me, one conversation with him and you WILL be going to check how cool that public bathroom is or wanting to book a ticket to Germany. His personality and excitement are simply contagious. So, while he can win you over as any ad man could, Owen isn’t there to sell you something great. He is great and that sells itself. Owen is currently driving around Washington D.C. in a minivan (rental car) interviewing for several different jobs and most likely following in my grandfather’s footsteps. It’s only a matter of time before we see him in the background at the next SOTU.