"Another Mexican cousin who I had no idea about was Jacob. Like Isaac, he was about my age, probably 25 years old. He was already a doctor and he looked very much like me. The resemblence was so striking that it made me feel uncomfortable. His laugh was my laugh, his habitual grimace was my habitual grimace, his unconscious need to reach out and touch me as he spoke to me was my same need to reach out and touch him as I spoke and oftentimes our hands would hit each other as we both tried to make a point to each other."