All that (admirable, dgmw) effort, and your brothers' initials are J and G? I am assuming the G is hard as in Galahad (or the J is a glide as in Johann), or . . . I mean there are inevitabilities, but. (My brother was born at a time when you didn't always know in advance how many babies you were getting, and he was big enough that they thought he might be twins—in which event my folks had a non-alliterating non-rhyming name ready, though the name they used for the baby they got does alliterate with mine. Because 1970s, I guess.)