My “twin” sister Peg
This
picture was taken in 1934. That's me on the right, age 1 year and to
my left is Peg … born just 14 months earlier. It’s obvious that
we were not actual twins but many thought we were and this is why...
...When
it was time to go to school Peg went to Kindergarten and then to a
sort of “trial” class called “transition” before first grade.
It was canceled before I started school and, of course, that meant
that Peg and I ended up in the same grade … and that's how it was
for the rest of our lives. We were side by side, like twins, in
everything. To say that Peg and I were close is an understatement.
Peg
was extremely generous and loving and she was a great listener. I
used to be jealous of the way the boys would flock to her side and
often shared their hearts out as she patiently nodded her head in
agreement and understanding, but I was never jealous enough to try to
emulate her. I was more apt to be thinking “oh, for heaven's sake
… get over it and move on !” You can see why they chose her …
the sweet side of our twosome.
I
actually
introduced her to a college
classmate who was to become
her husband. They had been married just shy of 60 years when she
died 7
years ago. I will, of course, never be able to replace her but at
least I have a lifetime of memories that
comfort me.
posted by Goldendaze-Ginnie at 4:00 PM
6 Comments:
It’s always good to read about your past and your family. She seems like a good sort who love a fairly long life.
It must be difficult to lose such a sister. The memories must help. That photo is a treasure.
Such a cute picture. Having two brothers I am envious of having an almost twin sister. I didn't get a sis till my mom passed and my dad married into a family with two daughters when I was 16. How wonderful to have had such a close relationship for so many years. I know you must miss her so.
Sweet photograph and lovely post. I can only imagine how close you were.
So sweet and the picture...
Thanks for sharing the photo and the story of the closeness between yourself and your sister, Peggy. I only have a brother and later in life learned that my late mother had miscarried a couple of times before our births.
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