It was a day a lot like this only (as I recall) clearer and warmer.

I had a pretty good gig going, as I recall; only child, pretty much had the run of the little stucco house on Third Avenue in Jamestown.  Best yet, I’d just had a couple of days with Granma babysitting – and that always rocked, because she made cookies.  Lots and lots of cookies.

And I was probably enjoying the aftermath of one of Grandma’s spectacular lunches when I got the news, and raced out to the porch to meet…

…my new little sister.

And while I never did get that “only child” thing back, I did get…

…well, (koff koff) years of being a big brother.

Anyway, happy birthday, Barb!

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