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Sunday, January 04, 2015

family



Last month we lost my sister, Betty.  Three years younger, she was my little sister. And what a great little sister she was!  Typically, she often tagged along after me, whether I wanted her to or not. But she was always game, playing neighborhood games like Capture the Flag, climbing trees after me, wading in the reek,sledding or rolling down hills. (I was glad to beat up any guy who tried to bully her). She would help me with our Lionel trains and would even put on the gloves and spar with me.

In the summer in Stone Harbor at the Jersey shore, Betty would ride horses on the beach with me and join me for body surfing in the ocean. She was almost as adventurous as I was. Later, she and her husband, Bud Barber, bought a house there, about 100 yards from the beach, and welcomed visits by my family and her extended family. In good spirits, she raised a fine family of 3 boys and a girl.

Everyone loved Betty and remembers her for her ready smile and unfailing good humor. She will be missed.  Finally, a quote, posted on Facebook , ‚ÄúSometimes memories sneak out of my eyes and roll down my face."

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