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National Sibling Day

Today I am celebrating National Sibling Day by indulging in a little nostalgia.  My brother and I are only two and a half years apart so we had many shared experiences to look back on.  He’s not my only sibling, but the age difference between my sister and I is so great that we really didn’t share many “childhood” memories.

My brother and I with my grandmother in the early 1970s

My brother and I were latchkey kids so we spent almost everyday after school watching TV.  I think there was a time when I could recite each line of dialogue from every episode of The Brady Bunch.  It was the same thing on Saturday mornings, a time when cartoons ruled on regular network TV. We rode our big wheels and then our bikes totally untethered and somehow managed to make it home unscathed.  We walked to school together in some pretty frigid temperatures (we lived in a Chicago suburb at that time) and he was such a good sport about going back home to retrieve our often forgotten lunch money (thanks Joe!!).

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On July 4, 1976, we told our mom we were going to watch the bicentennial parade from the end of the street.  Yeah, that didn’t last long as we were lured several more blocks, wanting to catch a better look. We watched Star Wars and later The Breakfast Club in theaters as that was really the only option if we wanted to see a movie.  We also have the same memories of growing up in a house (several of them, actually) before there was a microwave or color TV.

Me? I was promising I would never trick him into eating soap…

My brother was particularly easygoing which was not always a trait that worked in his favor (see above- who always went back for the lunch money?).  Once, we were being watched by a neighborhood babysitter along with a couple of friends. She had some candy and my friend (another oldest sister) and I convinced her to let us have it, even though there wasn’t enough for everyone.  Of course, our brothers showed up in the room before we could finish it. My brother asked us what we were eating and I answered the first thing I thought of- soap. He was game, so much so that he actually put some soap in his mouth before I confessed that I was actually eating the last of a giant sweet tart.  Hmmm, I wonder if that’s why he pulled the head off my favorite Barbie doll and lost it?

Happy Sibling Day to all- especially to my siblings who had to deal a bossy older sister who wasn’t always nice about being the built in babysitter.  You guys are great!!