My BIG Sister is 35!

This is my sister Martha and me! Swinging together! My Dad did a good job of recording our young years.

In this next pic, Martha's the 3, maybe 4 year old on the fence with the big smile. My mom, in the great red pant suit, is holding me up on the fence. Today is Martha's birthday. She turns...maybe I shouldn't have posted her age....
but I think she's comfortable with it--I hope. This is a photo of the day we were all sealed in the Idaho Falls Temple. I believe it was just the four of us--Martha, Me, Mom and Dad. I could be wrong--Andy may have been there too...

One moment I wish my Dad had caught on film, but be wasn't there. It was just Martha and me: Martha taught me to ride a bike--without training wheels. When we lived in the red and gray-ish house on Main Street in Crosby, MN we were less than a block away from the park that was adjacent to the Hallet Library--It was probably Hallet Park. At any rate, there was a great smooth black top covered drive through the park that was rarely, if ever, used by cars. In later years, I remember speeding and zipping along its surface under the tall Norway pines that filled "Hallet" Park. But before I became such an adept biker, one early 80's summer day, Martha patiently walked and ran along side my now trainer-wheel-less bright red bike--steadying me until I could do it alone. I still remember how when, after many tries, Martha let go of my bike and I soared away--balancing and peddling all by myself. It was a fantastic moment--a freedom and independence I hadn't felt before. I still remember Martha behind me joyously shouting "You're doing it! You're doing it!"


Thanks for teaching me how to ride a bike Martha! I love and miss you! Hope you have an amazing day! I am so glad we keep in touch and can be there to love and support each other!