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Tag Archives: Extended Family
Seattle – The Birthday Girl
I was in Seattle this past weekend with 4 of my sisters to celebrate a 50th birthday. Not mine. Mine was a few years ago. Yikes. One of my sisters had to return home on the 2nd day because her … Continue reading
My Brother
He was the only boy with 7 sisters. Most people felt sorry for him. We spoiled him rotten. That’s our story. He’s never been married. We wonder why. I don’t know whether to feel sorry for my mom or for … Continue reading
Sisters’ Weekends
I honestly cannot imagine my life without my sisters. There were 7 girls in my family growing up, and 5 of us are particulary close. They help to complete me, and the thought of a life without them is like thinking … Continue reading
#8 – The Baby of the Family
My youngest sister (yes, if you’re following these posts, I’m skipping my brother and 2 sisters) lives in Arizona. She moved there many years ago with her high school sweetheart. She signs everything with a #8 after her name. Just … Continue reading
Mary Fats – The Fourth Child
The fourth oldest child in my family growin’ up was another girl. Her nickname was “Mary Fats.” This is why. Nicknames can be so hurtful, can’t they? It’s a rather humorous nickname because she is now skinnier and weighs less … Continue reading
Sibling Rivalry – The Third Child
When we were growing up, my next oldest sister and I were very close. We shared a room. We were the oldest two, and we were in charge. Or at least we thought so. Our next oldest sister was often … Continue reading
Irish Twins
I am the oldest of 8 children born within 9 years to my mother, Helen, and my father, Chuck. There were 7 girls and 1 boy (he was #5). Yea, yea, yea, poor kid. We’ve heard it all before. My … Continue reading