My sister, Dawn, died yesterday after struggling with cancer. This is her high school graduation picture.
Her first communion. Families mostly took pictures on special occasions.
Dawn, the oldest, Bill, the first son, and myself, the baby.
Then, another brother, Dan, peeking out of the car.
In her Air Force Uniform. I idolized my sister when we were growing up.
We didn’t have a family picture taken until Dawn was married and had four children of her own. In front is Norman, Mark, on Dad’s lap, Clark on Mom’s lap, and Dan.
Mark died at age 50 in 2005. Dan died at age 59 in 2002. It is hard to lose siblings. But, I’ve discovered that those we lose are never gone. They stay with us always. I am thankful for remembrance of the times we shared.