,,,but a memory. I'm guessing I was 5,6,7, making Nancy 3,4,5. I think the sailor dresses (there's the patriotic part of this for you) may have been brought to us by our grandparents. Somehow I think they were quite crisp. I kind of remember my braids being pulled real tight. We even look like we might have gotten along, but I don't know that for sure.
I was looking at a file of family pictures. Most brought tears to my eyes because they were of my parents. As I leafed through them, I could see mom and dad and their friends and family age. Sometimes I just miss having parents. Miss moments we had and could have had. Today was one of those days.
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