I was the youngest of two children, my older sister Harriet was 14 years old when I was born. I was full term, but tiny, only 4 pounds and about 6 ounces. There was never any doubt that I was loved! Mama and daddy lost a baby two years before I was born. Her doctor warned her not to even try again so she changed doctors and here I am! Her new doctor told her that as long as she rested every afternoon she should be fine. They had a dog at the time, and every afternoon he would bring her her bedroom slippers and drop them at her feet as if to say, “Okay, time to rest!”
It’s funny, Harriet always said how much she resented me when I was a toddler (her dates always wanted to play with me when they came to pick her up) but every photo I have of us together tells an entirely different story.
I was the only one in our family that wasn’t born in West Virginia. I lived in the same house until I married and moved away.
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