January 19, 2020
In my beloved babysitter’s family there were three sisters, the youngest was my age, the middle one was three or four years older. The oldest was two more years older and always somewhat apart, but the younger two were like my sisters for a while. My mom’s parents were always quite generous and would invite the two younger sisters to go with me when they took me on outings – like a weekend at Cedar Point. It was quite a surprise to learn today that the two sisters had never eaten in a sit-down restaurant until they went with my grandparents.