My sister is ten years younger than I am.She arrived on a March morning after years of begging my parents for help against my three brothers.
The picture on the left is from June of '75. I'm 14, wearing my Publix uniform.
I've worked there a few weeks probably. Dig my octagon shaped glasses.
Beka is four. Too cute.
Though I have to admit, she wasn't much help in the fight at first. Just too Gumby.
Then, by the time she needed me, I was off, exploring the world, making my way. "It's all about meeeee!"
Now that we're older, we're sisters and friends. She's a great mom to four kids and writes the best blogs. You have to check them out. And, oh yeah, she's beautiful.
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