On November 22, 1951 my Maternal Grandmother gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl.
They are two months and two days younger than me so they never seemed like an Aunt and Uncle. I didn’t get along with my Aunt..she was terribly spoiled and a brat. I was great friends with my Uncle and still am.
My Aunt Karen would do something bad and blame it on me and my Uncle Kenny. We would be punished..unfairly and plot our revenge. Yes, I was an evil child..well maybe not evil but there is that old saying and eye for an eye..My Mother would remind me to “Turn the other cheek” which to me seemed impossible and quite stupid…why would I want to do that?
We were all raised together in the same house for that first winter of our lives in 1952. My Dad was in Korea and my Mother lived with her parents until he came back in the spring. It must have been like having triplets. Can you imagine the diapers?
I would see my Aunt and Uncle at least once a week throughout my growing up years, usually on Sunday as that was the day that we went to Grandma and Grandpa’s house..after church..for dinner. ..every Sunday:)