My Big Sister, Susan

    In 1961, Susan was 15 years old and would experience two major events that would forever change her life.  Event one - I was born!  Event two - our father had a massive heart attack when I was four months old, putting Susan in the situation of being the mom to both me and our seven-year-old sister, Joan.

Susan is 18.  I am 3.  I am holding my beloved yellow baby.

    As a young child, Susan always had fun activities for me to do, and I have some pretty cool memories.  Now we are adults and finding new ways to bond as equals.  This trip was a blast, and we had a good time.  We have tentative plans for more roadtrips/hiking trips.

My sister is awesome!

Susan with a calavera.