My sister had a fellowship in NY with the city after she graduated college and now she is doing charity work in the republic of Georgia.
However, she recently got arrested for crossing the border to Azerbaijan by accident. She is still awesome though.

My sister draws pretty well.

My sister Rebecca is way cool. She and her husband adopted a child from Guatamala, and are raising him bilingually and biculturally. She does all kinds of work for Guatamalan artisans and orphanages. And she's a bilingual teacher.

My sister Lauren is way cool. She runs a household, has a job in a hospital, and takes care of everyone -- horses, dogs, cats, a kid, my mom, plants. She's really funny and intuitive and loving and pragmatic. She's the one I want to live next door to when I'm 80.

My sister Gail is way cool. She lives totally green in a solar house with her husband that they built themselves. She works for the state doing drinking water safety. She has a big garden every year including big bunches of garlic and also basil -- FUN! and pesto-y! She lent me money when I got divorced and it made all the difference (and I paid her back).

divab, your sister's work is beautiful.

My sister-in-law just had a baby girl. It's her third!

My sister's freakin' amazing & I still look up to her like nobody else. She knows me a bit too well for comfort, sometimes, though.

My brother started apprenticing with a plumbing company much younger than you're supposed to. He worked for a plumber for a number of years, then took all the requirements to become a Master Plumber, licensed and all. He then started his own company. I think that's really cool.

I'm an only child. *sob*

I have three sisters. One of them is facing a terminal illness with more bravery than I could. Apart from that, meh.

I bragged on my brother back in December, and I'm still proud of him.

My sister is a lawyer and runs the arts department at a large university. She is so quick - the kind of person who can instantly come up with a snappy rejoinder on the spot instead of hours later, like me. She is loyal and smart and funny. A few years ago before I got married and had a child, I was thinking of adopting a baby from China, as a single mother. She said, "do it and we'll do it too and they can grow up together as cousins".

My brother plays the guitar in two bands and started his own company. He travels a lot and is a scratch golfer. He has helped me through more moves than I can remember and he has a very cool cat named Otis.

I'm an only child, but no *sob* here. I like it.

My brother has his PhD in microbiology from Cornell, has published scientific papers that I could never understand, and is doing his post-doc work at Harvard. It's funny because I am so proud of him, but I also have a hard time thinking of him as that grown up and accomplished. When I addressed our wedding save-the-dates, I called him "Mr." and he harangued me about forgetting he's a "Dr."

My sister had a baby about 7 months ago and turned from a she'll-never-grow-up irresponsible little sister into the best mom in the world. And we've rekindled a long-stagnant relationship and I couldn't be happier.

My sister is more artistic than I will ever hope to be. She got all the artistic genes, although she will deny it. She also swears she's only wearing black till they find a darker color for her.

My oldest bro is in Wikipedia.

In addition to being a tech adviser/consultant, he's quite the pianist (if you're only going to listen to one, pick West Side Story)

My older bro is a professor of philosophy, and like mykescipark, I don't really understand his work. Our conversations usually include responses from me like, "that single word you just used is jargon that would take an hour to explain, right?"

My big sister always won surf contests when we were kids. She even went over to Oahu and made the Semis in the Sunset Beach contest one year.

I was a fair surfer, but I never entered any contests because I did not believe in them (still don't, surfing is an art, not a competition) and the "bar" for guys was much higher.

Don't get me started on my sister ...

I know plenty of smart people, kind people, funny people, and independent-minded people, but my brother takes the cake in all of those departments combined. He and I can pretty much read each other's minds, even though we live across the continent from each other and only get to see each other a handful of times a year.

He drove across the country with me four years ago when I moved out here. We listened to the Iliad on tape (Homer on the range!). We spent Christmas in a motel somewhere in Colorado, eating two-day old Indian food out of a styrofoam box because nothing was open anywhere.

Things he said twenty or thirty years ago still make me laugh so hard I can barely sit up.

My sis is a world-class historian, who was just made an associate dean of her college. She also manages to raise three boys under the age of nine, keeps a beautiful garden, and sewed her own wedding dress. Oh, and she's such a natural artist that she designed one of the official 1984 Olympic posters at the age of 18, and even received an honorary gold medal for it.

So she's been a hard act to follow in a lot of ways, but still I couldn't be prouder to call her my brilliant, beautiful, wonderful sister.