Love as Strong as a Horse

I was ten and my sister Louise, or Weesie as I called her when I was learning to talk, was sixteen when she died in 1957. She was diagnosed with leukemia in September and died the following April. My parents were devastated, as parents would be, but mine had a love...
Memories of My Daddy

Memories of My Daddy

  My daddy. Sounds a bit Southern and cutesy, I suppose, but that’s what I called him. And it has stuck after all these years. It was always Mother and Daddy. He died in 1992 at the age of 79 of what started out as bladder cancer and progressed to lung cancer. ...