There were seven girls in my family. My second oldest sister Helen said I (a middle child) was always quiet and a loner. Lela was the oldest, and when each of us were born, my two older sisters were given the responsibility of caring for us. I always remember Lela, who was only five years older than me, protecting me. I felt so much love towards her. At one time my baby sister Cynthia seemed like a toy, and I enjoyed playing with her. But, growing up, I wasn’t real close to my sisters.
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Opinion, Pages 6 on 09/19/2012
Print Headline: LOOKING BACK: My sisters have been source of strength