My sister, Mary
First, I want to thank all of you for your kindness, my family is overwhelmed by your generosity. You’ve all been so wonderful. Too wonderful. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
I’ve been on an emotional roller coaster since about noon yesterday when I found out that my dear, sister Mary was gone. I want to share with you all a memory, one I’ve thought about over and over since yesterday.
When I was 5 and Mary was 14, our dad bought a pre-owned (Nothing was ever new for area family. In fact, Mary was the first person in our family to ever own a new car, a 1986 Chevy Chevette – and she let me drive it. She was the only one of my older siblings to let me drive their car.) above-ground pool. That pool was AWESOME!!! I think it was 18ft around. It seemed HUGE to 5-year-old me, area kid, it was like I had an ocean in my backyard. I fucking loved that pool! I learned how to swim in that pool and I took to swimming like a fish to water. Every day, I was in that pool in my navy blue, bandana print bikini doing flips off a raft pretending to be a deep see diver. I always made sure I avoided the shadow thrown by the neighbor’s tree because that’s where the shark lived (seriously, this was the summer JAWS was released and area kid thought great white sharks lurked in the shadow.)
Well, after one too many back yard pool, deep sea adventures, area kid came down with a bad case of swimmers ear and the pool was off limits. I was crushed. I would watch from the kitchen window or the window of my parents’ bedroom while everyone else had fun in my happy place. Mary saw me watching and felt bad that I was left out. She knew I loved the the pool and she knew it broke my heart that I couldn’t be in there. She was sad because I was sad. Mary came inside helped me get into my navy blue, bandana print bikini and brought me to the yard. She put a big inner tube in the pool, sat me in the tube and pushed me around the pool and I loved it. While everyone else kept playing Marco Polo and having a grand old time, Mary was stuck with me. It wasn’t fun for her to push area kid around the pool in a tube, it was probably pretty fucking boring actually. She did it, though. She did it because I was her baby sister and I was sad. If Mary saw someone in pain, she wanted to do whatever she could to ease it. That was my sister, Mary and that’s how she rolled. I miss her so much.Bernice Ta, Shlabotnik, NikolaC and 48 others, Jefferson23, Gryneos, tonyl, vattel, shanti, Ohio Barbarian, RufusTFirefly, Scrubpine, Sweeties Mama, twenty, Piperay, Deadpool, Magical Thyme, Baba OhReally, ThomPaine, HeartoftheMidwest, Pam, Land of Enchantment, Dragonfli, , davidgmills, WillyT, MissDeeds, OzoneTom, historylovr, Silver Witch, Enthusiast, FanBoy, caliny, LiberalElite, nenagh, dreamnightwind, azurnoir, Haikugal, madfloridian, NV Wino, A little weird, Eggar, Spanishprof27, Jan Boehmermann, davidthegnome, so far from heaven, KauaiK, Punxsutawney, Doremus Jessup, aspirant, Marym625 like thisI'm so cute I shit kittens.
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