Happy birthday, my dear sister. I love you so very much. I think you have been my very closest friend through the years and I am appreciative for that. When you were an infant, I cherished being able to watch you for mom. For instance, mom put you out in the baby swing in the front yard. The older boys in our neighborhood could see how serious I was taking my position so they began to tease you, which put me into a complete panic. Mom had to come to the rescue. Then there were the years when we lived on St Clair Ave when we shared a room first the sunroom and then the big closet room upstairs. One of my non-favorite memories was getting into a fight and pulling hair oh my!
Fast forward, having children of my own, helpeddevelop the Wee Wisdom Preschool. The first teacher we hired was a failure so we fired her and hired You! You were the best. I believe you had both Wayne and Dale for students. And I also think that that was just before you went off too serve with the Red Cross as a donut Dolly in Vietnam. I was in awe of you. Such a brave little sister!
Fast forward again, you were one of the most important parts of my support team through the days prior to Skio’s passing. I needed you and you were there for me. Love and hugs for that.
Not too long after that, you included me in the most wonderful series of vacation trips for my life as a widow. One of them was special in its own way. I believe it was near Bryce Canyon when we found the nicest place on a river at the end of a very long day of driving. I believe we are near Bryce Canyon. Are two trips to Africa were pretty special too. And then Alaska oh my. I had wanted to be in Alaska to visit you when you and Dave were stationed there so long ago, but I was raising kids and could not get away, so the Alaska trip meant so much to me. And to come home with the prize trophy of an 80 pound helmet was the bomb! love you, Julie!