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I would describe each of my brothers, sisters, or cousins when we were young this way:

How do I describe my brother and sisters "when we were young" when they were 11, 8, and 6 1/2 years older than me? We weren't young together. When I was five, my siblings were 12, 13, and 16 and were teenagers.

Although my brother and I shared a bedroom until I was about eight, all I can remember about this bedroom was bunk beds (I had the bottom) and a crib in the bedroom because we frequently had my cousin's son staying/living with us. I believe it was hard for my brother in a household of sisters and the only boy. He turned to his friends and scouting and never seemed to be at home. He was outgoing and friendly.

Sandy, my oldest sister, was a hard worker, working at candy stores, either downtown or out at Merle Hay Mall. People flocked to her (and my younger sister) and the evenings would be spent outside in the summer with several young men visiting them. When I was eight she gave birth to my nephew. Although married, the marriage was already on the rocks and she…

Ralph Earl Loghry

Sometimes you need to pull up your big girl panties and realize that not all relatives are created equal. Thus, is the case of my great uncle, Ralph Earl Loghry. I've never met him, so can't personally attest to whether or not he possessed a very strong mind. All I know is he threw his young, pregnant wife off a bridge, the judge refused to grant the couple a divorce, and ordered that their daughter be raised by her grandmother and granted two hours of visitation per month. You be the judge. 
Ralph Earl Loghry, born 22 February 1888, was the son of Nancy Jane Rummans and George Eldredge Loghry. He married Anna Rebecca Smith on 19 July 1909 in Clarinda, Page County, Iowa. On 10 September 1909, shortly after the marriage, the Shenandoah Sentinel Post had the following story on page one:
Earl Loghry enticed his young wife to take a walk with him down the K & W railroad track last night, telling her that he had secured a place for him and her to work and that he wanted to go to…

Pets we had or access to while growing up

Dogs are not our whole life,
but they make our lives whole. ~Roger Caras

How many adults and pets do you think could live in a 620-square foot, two-bedroom house? In the case of my family that would be two parents, four siblings, and a multitude of family and pets. But this story is about the pets. The first pet I can truly remember was a cat named Pursy or Percy. I can remember this cat bringing a mouse in from outdoors and placing in one of my sisters’ purses. It was an orange tabby cat and unfortunately met her demise on a summer evening about 1959 when struck by a car crossing the street. There were other cats and kittens that followed, but none of them I can remember their names. We probably also had dogs when I was younger, but the first dog I can remember was a beagle, named Little Joe after Michael Landon’s character on the hit TV show Bonanza. I was about eight but I don’t think we had him very long. My sister and her husband got Little Joe's brother at the same time and na…