It’s Not Like The Church Burned Down: Part II

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ANNA AT A BEAUTY PAGEANT

Dear Brother-In-Law —

This is for sure not meant to encompass the memories I have of the life with my sister in it. Some–most–of the memories are odd, random, but they stick out in my head for some reason. It’s funny what people remember about you. What do you think they’ll remember about you or I when we are gone? I bet it’s not what we’d guess. But here is a small attempt to describe just a little bit of the short time I had with Anna and the sister she was to me.

Growing up Anna followed  me. Everywhere. We where two years and three months apart. I  do remember getting to hold her on the couch and being warned about how carefully to hold her head. I was warned so many times, I remember being terrified that I was going to squish her head and she was going to have a big hole in it her whole life!

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(L-R) ANNA, NAN, LAURA

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