My cousin Neil was the brother I never had.  I remember going to his parent's wedding when I was very young.  I remember him attacking my room when I was 13 and he was 3 and me screaming to "GET NEIL OUT OF MY ROOM MOM!"  Fast forward many years, and Neil started staying with my own family when he was about 14.  He would stay a couple of weeks or more each summer with my husband, daughter and me every year.  He was such a big part of our lives, he went everywhere with us and our friends soon…