the caribbean" territory, the virgin islands. i was in a taxi, a big van with three rows of seats. i was in the first row behind the driver, my big brother michael was in the row behind me. he's not bigger than i am anymore but when i was 4 and he was 12, he was a lot bigger and a lot smarter and a lot braver. you know, of all the advantages a boy can have growing up there's nothing quite like a heroic big brother. and michael o'donnell's three little brothers have always had that advantage every day of our lives. michael saw the crash coming and yelled something, a billionth of a second before the noise started. i was looking down at a map on my iphone. and so it was the deafening noise that told me we were in a collision. the noise seemed to go on forever. i couldn't see anything in the darkness except the light of the radio in the center of the dashboard in front of me. as the front end of that taxi was being crushed that radio