Every memory I have from the very, very beginning includes my sister, Dianna. I do not remember a time when she was not in my life. I was eighteen months when she was born but I know my mother was talking to me about her long before she came into the world. I can hear my mother telling about my new baby brother or sister and how I was to take care of him or her and how important I would be to them. I know I was in love with her before she was born. We knew each other in Heaven and talked while she was still in my mother belly. It was always the plan for us to be together--- forever.
My earliest memories are at the white house. We live downstairs and a nice couple lived upstairs. I remember climbing those stairs and bring my sister along with me. She had my hand and she held the rails and barely made it up every time. But I was not going without her.
In that same house we had a bird. I remember having it outside and the bird escaping – never to return. It was a sad time and we both cried together.
We shared a room in the basement of our new home after Grandma got married. We had 2 of the same beds and 2 of the same dressers—both in brown wood. Some times we had bunk beds , some time they were apart and we would jump over from bed to bed all night long. One day when we were suppose to be in bed we were jumping and having so much fun and making so much noise. We heard a noise on the stairs and stopped—then we heard Ricky giggle and so we kept playing.. Ricky was on our dads shoulder and we both took a whipping” for not minding.
Our room was big and on the wall there was a book shelf full books which we spent hours looking touching moving and playing with. I think that is one of the reasons why we both love to read.
Our cat was Ting-a-ling. She was a Siamese. She was always having babies up in the floor joints above our room. We could hear her crying and then we could hear the kittens.
One time we had the baby kittens outside in the front year and one of the kittens got run over by a car. We were so sad and keep them in our room.
Our life as the 2 girls was short as Ricky was born 12 months after Dianna. He was the perfect baby and we adorned and waited on him. It was better than any doll. Nothing was better than walking him in the stroller and we both fought over who got to push, who go to hold him, who got to feed him, etc.
Out in our back yard was a huge weeping willow, one night there was a storm and it broke a huge branch off that hit the house. We were out investigating it the next morning.
We also had a secret hiding place behind the furnace in the basement. It was a hole in the cement filled with spider webs bugs and junk. Heavens knows how we found it or why we continued to go it but we did.
We use to also have a hut up the street in a grandma ladies back yard. She let us have a card table with a blanket over the top. We loved her snap dragons and use them as earrings.
We spent one summer going to the Lutheran Summer school and made salt rock house, we found over who got to carry the little envelope of money for tithing and sang our favorite song—
Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord;He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword;His truth is marching on.Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on.
How about the 24th of July primary parade, where we were dressed up as pioneers and Indians and made the wagon into our handcart. I have a picture of it somewhere.
Or the Halloween when I was going to be Wilma and go the chicken pox so Dianna and Aunt Sandy went out and got my candy for me.
How about all that fruit cake Mom and dad sold for the JC’s that we hated.
And like all children that do not mind, we were told not to get on the bike with bare feet but Dianna did and got her heel cut in the spokes.
And yet another one of our favorite playing places--- Highway 80 before it was built. Remember running across the dirt trying not to get caught?
We loved and thought Dottie brown was beautiful and loved to be with her when she laid out with the turban on her head.
We are at the play ground together on the spinning wheel when mom came to pick up us home and take us home because Cory had passed away.
We loved to go to grandpa and grandma McBride’s first home. Remember seeking down and looking at all of Brian’s drawing. When we attended Brian’s wedding we thought Marlene was a beautiful princess.
How about the time we found a snake in the front bushes and we were told it would not bit us BUT it bite you!
Didn’t you just love it how Caesar bit everyone’s butt as they ran away from the front door.
How about getting that new little brother, Danny, Mr. Sticky yoyo himself. I know mom brain washed us on that one. We were told time and time again how he was the MOST beautiful baby in the world.
Remember make deer prints with our hands at the cabin to tease grandma and she fell for it.
Yes, Dianna--- I remember and cherish every memory
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