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- My sister and brother, Barbara and Kenny.
Kenny followed Barbara everywhere, even to the outhouse where he waited patiently till she came back out. This moment frozen in time is one of my most cherished memories. Barbara, my only sister, died of breast cancer at the age of fifty-seven. Kenny is my only surviving brother of four.
Though just a child of long ago
I remember still
The narrow crooked rocky path
And the outhouse on the hill
It creaked and groaned against the wind
And possessed an awful smell
Yet stood tall and proud beneath the trees
And served its purpose well
I like the comforts of today
And know I always will
Yet sometimes think of yesteryear
And the outhouse on the hill
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That’s so sad yet lovely memories ❤️😇😊
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Thank you, Elaine. I have many fond memories of my sister and brothers that are no longer with me.
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❤️
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