"So live that your memories will be part of your happiness."
My life began in a house full of sisters. I was the fourth girl born October 21, 1966 to Robert W. Miller and Janet Miner Miller. I will never know what it's like to not have a sister around. I was surrounded by them. One of my favorite memories was when we had four girls in one room. We had two bunkbeds and tall white shelves/desks made by my Dad. Laurie had her own room as long as I can remember. But Susie was stuck with us, Melinda, Me and Heidi Jo. when my parents would put us to bed, it seemed pretty early like 7:00pm. Now as a mother I understand why. We would play Blind Mans Bluff. This is how you play. One person is it and has to wear a blindfold. Then they would spin three times and try to run around and touch someone. If you were touched, you didn't make a sound. Then the "it" person would guess who they touched. If they got it right then that person was it. It's hard not to laugh when you get tagged. Bunk beds were great for hiding and sometimes we would hide in the shelves. Mostly it was fun to tempt fate and get close without being caught. This memory is so dear to me. It feels like we did it for years.
"A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost."
~Marion C. Garretty
