It was the last night before I left home for my first year of college. It was also my brother’s last night before he shipped off to basic training. We drove around on a breezy fall night, windows down in his Texas-sized Chevy. His sound system was the best I’ve ever heard in a car. We didn’t say much to each other, we didn’t need to. We just enjoyed each other’s company, chilling out to music as we drove around the beautiful countryside until the sunrise.