Saturday, December 4, 2021

Thinking 'bout Joanie's Kid Sister

My mom came from a big family. There was an older sister, Ann, and then there was my mom, and then John, and Jim and much later Paul and finally Clare.  

Ann was an artist, a painter, and a good one. John was a Korean War hero. Jim was my hero growing up. Paul was far away in California and Clare was bold, brassy, and larger than life and, before she met her husband, John, our family's equivalent of a celebrity when she was a Radio City Music Hall Rockette. 

This made me think of her and smile, and I think she would've liked that. A lot.
-bill kenny

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