My sister, Mary, was a few years older than me and thus had a later curfew.  When we were teens, she often let me tag along when she went to parties.  She made me feel like one of the gang and never treated me as a child.  I had a lot of fun times with her I'll never forget.

After her first two children were born, I took care of them so she could go out on Saturday nights but she always made up for it in one way or another.  We were good friends and even worked at the same company for awhile.

My whole life was connected to her in one way or another and our friendship lasted over 68 years.  I will miss Mary in more ways than most people realize, but I know that some day we'll be together again.  When that day comes, I know we'll both be healthy and happy!