This photo didn't quite fit with the memes I did this weekend, so it's getting its own billing today. I'd never seen it before my sister, Judy (in the middle) posted it on Facebook on Saturday, and it moved me, for a few reasons. One is the slightly-troubled expression on my face (on the right.) It's not the face of a carefree kid, happily enjoying a beautiful summer day at the pool down the street. I was probably eight or nine in the photo, and knowing a couple of things that were going on with me at that age, this sweet little face touches me; I want to put my arms around that little me and tell her I love her and take her out for ice cream. (I also love my suntan and buff little arms, no doubt toned by hours spent on the trapeze at Astor Park.)
Judy's happy, silly expression brings me joy, and that's our baby sister, Michelle, on the left, tongue stuck out as a rudder for balance as she tries to lie down in the just-right position next to her big sisters.
The photo shows the sweetness of a summer day in the sun, but it hides a darker side. Lest you ever think I was a wonderful sister, hanging out with my little sibs, I'll share with you a different story that happened at Astor Park. Poor Judy fell off the aforementioned trapeze (I think) and busted her lip on the wooden bench below. She was bleeding pretty good, so I knew we needed to go home (a block away), quick. So, yes, being the responsible big sister that I was, I hopped on my bike to escort Judy home.
What?! Well, yes, I did make her run alongside me. What?! Like I was going to let her spill her dumb blood on my bike! Have you no sanity? (Or sisters?)
Funny! I hadn't remembered or even known that you made her run. I do remember driving you both and mom to the ER, and mom saying it wouldn't hurt when Judy asked. I corrected her by saying it would at first until she got a shot.
ReplyDeleteI never saw this pic either and agree it is super special!
Well, at that age, I don't blame you. Some things just ARE important, like keeping your bike all nice and clean. But at least you did get her home.
ReplyDeleteOMG that is too funny! Having 4 sisters I can relate!
ReplyDeleteIt's true what they say, a picture is worth a thousand words.....
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet pic. The bike thing, my kids have a story. It involves my son, a daughter "bleedin' real bad" and junk yard hill.
ReplyDeleteYou have a beautiful day girl!!!
It was a good time wasn't it.
ReplyDeleteWhat a cute pic!
ReplyDeleteLOL @ making her run along side you!
I get it...I have five sisters & one brother. One of my favorite stories is when a neighborhood kid hit OUR brother with a skateboard, leading to a few stitches near his eyebrow. Poor kid didn't know what to do when confronted by a group of protective sisters.... (Our brother is #6 of 7!)
ReplyDeleteI can't get over how muc Kyle looks like you in this picture!!
Just thinking of you this morning. I haven't been around much lately, so thought I should at least check in.
ReplyDeletelololol you made her run beside you .. that is so funny. Love the photo and the memory!
ReplyDeleteI'm sitting here staring out the window at the grey, cloudy, rainy sky. Your day at the beach from the past brightens my winter day: )
ReplyDeleteHey, Kori!!! Thanks for stopping by. I miss running with you :)
ReplyDeleteLaura, everyone says that until they see his dad's pics. I love it! :)
I want to give that little girl version of you a hug too.
ReplyDeletelovin the rudder tongue!
ReplyDeleteI would have given you a big hug and an ice cream. And I don't blame you for not letting her on your bike. At least you didn't make her run home by herself!
ReplyDeleteI love this pic, although the little you does look a bit troubled, I would hug you too! :)
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