How things never change. There I am, on the left, looking like the imp I still am today. The goofball, the one who makes everyone laugh, rolling my eyes at the big doll my SISTER got for Christmas.
All kidding aside, lucky me to have a great sister. Smart as a whip, sensational wife, mother, and Mimi. Reads more books in one week than I do in a year. We are night and day in personality, but perhaps that’s why we never fight.
Happy 71, sis.