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My sister sent me this picture today while visiting our mom. I don’t remember ever seeing it before, despite having memorized nearly every one of the dozens of photo albums my mother kept while we were growing up.
I was probably 6 months or so here, and she would have been 5. We were always very close, mostly, I think, due to the 4+ years between us. She was so patient with me, letting me follow her around, sleep in her bed with her because of the monsters, always giving me tons of love.
I miss seeing my sister every day. And even though distance separates us, and our kids keep us too busy to call as often as we’d like, we are as close as ever.
*Sniff!* I love you baby sister!
Liza enjoyed universal respect because she was a good woman and raised good children.She could hold her head up anywhere. Her husband and her children and her grandchildren respected her. There was a hard-nail strength in her, a lack of any compromise, a rightness in the face of all opposing wrongness, which made you hold her in a kind of awe but not in warmth.
Liza hated alcoholic liquors with an iron zeal. Drinking alcohol in any form she regarded as a crime against a properly outraged deity. Not only would she not touch it herself, but she resisted its enjoyment by anyone else. The result naturally was that her husband Samuel and all her children had a good lusty love for a drink.
Once when he was very ill Samuel asked, “Liza, couldn’t I have a glass of whisky to ease me?”
She set her little hard chin. “Would you go to the throne of God with liquor on your breath? You would not!” she said.
Samuel rolled over on his side and went about his illness without ease.
When Liza was about seventy her elimination slowed up and her doctor told her to take a tablespoon of port wine for medicine. She forced down the first spoonful, making a crooked face, but it was not so bad. And from that moment she never drew a completely sober breath. She always took the wine in a tablespoon, it was always medicine, but after a time she was doing over a quart a day and she was a much more relaxed and happy woman.
The Sunshine State Young Reader’s Award Program is a statewide reading motivation program for students in grades 3-8. The program, cosponsored by the School Library Media Services Office of the Department of Education and the Florida Association for Media in Education (FAME), began in 1983. The…
My niece and her best buddy/classmate are the first second graders in the school’s history to read ALL of the books on the Sunshine State Young Readers list for grades 3-5. Congratulations you brilliant, beautiful, sweet girl! Titi loves you. Enjoy your pizza.
This was on a mix that my sister’s best friend made in the early 90s. I used to steal these tapes from her when she was away at college, playing them in endless loops while trying to absorb the words and sounds. Hearing it now sends me right back to that time when I was entrenched in my awkward years. I wanted to be as cool as my sister. I still do.
The Replacements - Skyway
*Sniff!* You are FAR cooler than I, in like, a hundred different ways. I strive to attain a fraction of your level of coolness.
Apparently Facebook is the best way to announce to everyone that your brother has just died, BEFORE THE REST OF YOUR FAMILY HAS BEEN TOLD. Or maybe this is true for just for my step-sister.
In either case, I guess my step-brother has passed away 3 days before Christmas. Fuck fuck fuck. Fuck.
I’ve been trying to upgrade my phone to ios 4 for the past four hours. FOUR HOURS. Something is clearly wrong. I’m going to lose it soon. Not just because I can’t use my phone and it’s getting cold… so. cold.
I need a nerd!
Did you ever get it to work? How long did it take? I am having the same problem- it’s been an hour and I only have 3 green squares. Hmph.



