Over the years, luckily, he heard regularly from Howie. In his late fifties Howie, like almost all the partners who reached that age except for the top three or four, had retired1 from Goldman Sachs; by then he was worth easily fifty million dollars. He was soon sitting on numerous corporate2 boards, eventually being named chairman of Procter & Gamble, for whom he'd done arbitrage3 in his early days. In his seventies, still vigorous and eager to be working, he'd become a consultant4 to a Boston buyout firm specializing in financial institutions and traveled to look for potential acquisitions. Yet despite the continuing responsibilities and the demands on Howie's time, the two brothers exchanged phone calls a couple of times a month, calls that could sometimes go on for as long as half an hour, with one of them laughingly entertaining the other with recollections of their years growing up and of comical moments from their days at school and in the jewelry5 store.
Now, though, when they spoke6, an unwarranted coldness came over him, and to his brother's joviality7 his response was silence. The reason was ridiculous. He hated Howie because of his robust8 good health. He hated Howie because he'd never in his life been a patient in a hospital, because disease was unknown to him, because nowhere was his body scarred from the surgical9 knife, nor were there six metal stents lodged10 in his arteries11 along with a cardiac alarm system tucked into the wall of his chest that was called a defibrillator, a word that when he first heard it pronounced by his cardiologist was unknown to him and sounded, innocuously enough, as if it had something to do with the gear system of a bicycle. He hated him because, though they were offspring of the same two parents and looked so very much alike, Howie had inherited the physical impregnability and he the coronary and vascular12 weaknesses. It was ridiculous to hate him, because there was nothing Howie could do about his good health other than to enjoy it. It was ridiculous to hate Howie for nothing other than having been born himself and not someone else. He'd never envied him for his athletic13 or academic prowess, for his financial wizardry and his wealth, never envied him even when he thought of his own sons and wives and then of Howie's — four grown boys who continued to love him and the devoted14 wife of fifty years who clearly was as important to him as he to her. He was proud of the muscular, athletic brother who rarely got less than an A in school, and had admired him since earliest childhood. Himself a youngster with an artistic15 talent whose single noteworthy physical skill was swimming, he'd loved Howie unabashedly and followed him everywhere. But now he hated him and he envied him and he was poisonously jealous of him and, in his thoughts, all but rose up in rage against him because the force that Howie brought to bear on life had in no way been impeded16. Though on the phone he suppressed as best he could everything irrational17 and indefensible that he felt, as the months passed their calls took up less time and became less frequent, and soon they were hardly speaking at all.
He did not retain for long the spiteful desire for his brother to lose his health — that far he could not go as an envier, since his brother's losing his health would not result in his regaining18 his own. Nothing could restore his health, his youth, or invigorate his talent. He could, nonetheless, in a frenzied19 mood, almost reach a point where he could believe that Howie's good health was responsible for his own compromised health, even though he knew better, even though he was not without a civilized20 person's tolerant understanding of the puzzle of inequality and misfortune. Back when the psychoanalyst had glibly21 diagnosed the symptoms of severe appendicitis22 as a case of envy, he was still very much his parents' son and barely acquainted with the feelings that come with believing that the possessions of another might better belong to you. But now he knew; in his old age he had discovered the emotional state that robs the envier of his serenity23 and, worse, his realism — he hated Howie for that biological endowment that should have been his as well.
Suddenly he could not stand his brother in the primitive24, instinctual way that his sons could not stand him.
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