Happy Birthday Sandy
Sandy is sometimes not only my big sister, but also like a second mom. She is always been there for me when things get tough or go wrong. Someone you can depend on wither close by or far removed. When I was a just a little kid she was off to college. I remember her as a reader and I was left inspired. She would return home and stay for a while. She owned a Ford Torino and traveled in style. For me she always had a smile. Before you know it she was off and married to Ron. I missed their wedding when my camping trip took too long. Not much time passed before they moved to Miami and were gone. But we got to visit them where it was sunny and warm. After basic training who would think it but down to Miami I was sent along. They took me to the beach and let me tag along. My fiends missed their families, but I tried not to gloat. Mine lived just down the road and owned a ski boat. Got orders for Germa...