Priscilla Tucker & friend (circa 1951)
Today would have been my older sister's 64th birthday. She died in March, 2001.
It is interesting how these things sneak up on me sometimes. Last night I commented to my husband that I had been thinking about my sister more than the normal amount in the last few days, as I miss discussing books with her. She was a librarian and a voracious reader. She read cookbooks like others read novels. This is a habit I acquired from her. A Type One diabetic since age 10, her last years were difficult.
I miss her every single day, but some days more than others. Today is one of those.
Priscilla and I