He was probably one of the finest stuntmen that ever lived, athletically gifted beyond belief, and a gorgeous male. He would say to me, as this little 15-year-old girl, pointing at me in this big threatening fashion, that he had this magic to identify everyone’s Achilles heel, and I was like, “Wow! What is that?” And that is to identify where it is you had this deep flaw. And if he were able to tell you what that deep personal flaw was, it would destroy you, because you wouldn’t be able to handle that truth. And I remember sitting there hearing that at 15, going, “Bullshit.” Part of me when — first of all, I’m not going to believe that. Second of all, could it possibly be true? Could there be something about me that I don’t see that’s so horrifying that I don’t want to know, that if he told me, it would destroy me? And I think what it did is it made me so that every flaw that I had — every weakness I had, every part of me that I didn’t want to see — it was going to be what I rode in with first. No one was going to be able to say anything to me that I didn’t already know and accept about myself. So, I think a lot of the things that were damaging to maybe my brother, ultimately turned out for me to be the fight, the part of me that just simply wouldn’t sit still. Even to this day, I have to watch myself. If someone says something that triggers me I’ll come flaring up in this way that I don’t want to be that person. That’s not what I want to be. But it triggers this old language that I had of survival and I have used it in my acting. It is my anger, my fury, my deep resentment at being manipulated like that. I have learned to own it, to use it to propel me. And I think some of my siblings, it really was damaging.