The humbled big brother
Boromir was a typical big brother who always gave in to his little brother’s wishes. He was the ‘elder’ son and yet he got the old rugged ancestral cage as his playpen and his father’s transport carriage as his daytime sleeping box.
He preferred to sleep here during warm weather and the hot summer months.
Occasionally he sneaked down the Hall for a tread or two…
…whenever Faramir was not around!!!
As the elder son, Boromir took over the business affairs of his father. Here he was shown inspecting the nearly completed Pension House.
Boromir died at the age of two years and 21 days, only two days longer than Faramir’s. He got weak sooner than Faramir did, but even in death, the big brother only got a silver medal. I am not saying that Boromir was a loser. Nobody who gives really loses.
Today, surmounting Ikabod tower was a monument serving as a memorial to the twin reunited. Boromir’s Bell and Faramir’s Beacon remind me of these two brothers — the strong one carrying and upholding the weaker one.