( me with the black/white shoes on the right)
(me with the really short hair on the left)
(I am there with the green shorts)
(me brown shirt on left This is the last picture we have all taken together)
I can't think of the month of November without thinking about my brothers and sister. We have all shared a past. A lot of it wasn't all that great. I don't have many 'happy' childhood memories. And there are times I wonder if I even grew up with these same people. Because sometimes their memories and mine are so different. Even about the same things that happened. But they are still the people that I grew up with. And some of us are still in touch. I always think it is sad when brothers and sisters have problems. Like I am always telling my granddaughter, "blood is thicker than water", "family first!" I have celebrated a lot of Thanksgiving past with these four people. And I am grateful for each of them!