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Thursday, February 10, 2011

My big sister

Bev has pretty much bared her soul and she was way too hard on herself.
Bev was like a big sister, a friend, a mother, and sometimes my arch enemy. But I always loved her and knew she loved me.
With mom working so much and a lot of times working nights, Bev pretty much took care of me. I still remember her washing my hair for me. (remember those cheap gallon jugs of creme rinse we used to use?)

She did take me everywhere with her and never made me feel like I wasn't wanted.
Well, except for the play incident......do you remember that Bev? I think it was you and Cindy Bean that played a trick on me and made me really sad.

I remember one year at Christmas, Bev had bought me a present and had it wrapped and under the tree. It was weird shaped and I was sooooo curious about what it was that I snuck and peeked. I can't remember if she actually caught me or if I was just feeling guilty and confessed. But I sure felt bad for ruining her surprise. I still remember the present clearly. It was a Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer book....cut out in the shape of Rudolph. I loved that book....wish I still had it. It meant so much to me that she still gave it to me after I was so bad.

My childhood memories are very faded.....Hosimotos at work.....but I have a ton of fond memories from our adult years.
The one that stands out the most? When she was my champion to Keith. She stood up to him when I was overwhelmed and she protected me and told him to leave me alone....and he did! I will always be grateful to her for that!! Precious times.....grandpa Wilkerson's funeral, our cruises, this last trip with mom's fall.

One thing that my sister has always done for me that has been such a blessing is that she shares her grandchildren with me like they were my own. That is so precious to me.
I love my sis and I am enjoying growing old together.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Sweet little Cheryl

My sister Cheryl...oh the memories. Cheryl was always there for me. She helped me with everything. I really tortured her though. Like I told Timothy the other day, the one regret I have in my life is the way I treated Cheryl. I used her, abused her, blackmailed her and took her for granted. I hate that about myself.

But I loved my sister and tried to look out for her. I saved her from a black widow spider that I'm sure was the size of a baseball. :) I remember playing in the back yard with her and making swimming pools out of anything we could find, bricks and a shower curtain. I remember sleeping with her. I was always scared and made her sleep with me, with her arm laid above my head. ?? I don't know how that protected me, but somehow it did.

We spent hours and hours playing cards and board games and eating french fries and drinking iced tea. We papered lawns together, had sleep overs, told scary stories. We walked the streets of Norwalk, went to the liquor store for candy, and to George's market for mom. We were always barefoot. I always let her tag along with me.

Cheryl was my best buddy. We had a rough childhood and we clung to each other through thick and thin...and still do. I love you Cheryl and am so thankful to have you for my sister. Thank you for putting up with all my torture and not hating me.

(hee hee...I never hated you...) Remember that?

Love ya Sis! and I love how you call me sis.

- Beverly

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Testing, testing

How come I'm not listed on the list?

Monday, February 7, 2011

Special Times with Siblings

My favorite memories with my sister are when we would play in our garage, late into the night. We would close the door to the garage, so it was kind of like our private place. We would spend hours playing office or school, or house. We had tons of fun office supplies that our parents gave us to play with, like a box of about 1000 checks. The funny thing is, according to Julee, we weren't allowed to use these because we might waste them. I never questioned her, I just took her word for it. Now looking back, I realize how faulty that reasoning was.

My favorite memories with my brother were the times we would hang out in our room, playing super nintendo and listening to adventures in odyssey.  We had a lot of fun, and tried hard to beat those levels.

- Jess