If my older sister had lived to be old enough to work, she would be 65 today and eligible to retire. Here is our picture with our matching tennis shoes. I miss her terribly and think of her all the time. Even though she has been gone for nearly 60 years, her voice is still in my head. The sentences I imagine her saying to me are always kind and supportive and uplifting. Her spirit has gotten me through some difficult times. She died so young. She was just a child actually. And even though she died at the tender age of seven she remains one of the most influential people in my life.
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