Happy Birthday Sarah!

Sarah is getting ready to charge the pool with her boys. 40 years old, doesn't that beat all? I'm her big sister, always will be her big sister. I remember the day she was born, I tell her. I was ten years old. It was 5:00 in the morning when my dad called his sister, my Aunt Kate, to tell us that he had a little red headed girl. I listened to them talking where I lay 'suppose to be sleeping' on the floor. My younger sisters, Mary and Alice, sleeping next to me. I woke them up and told them the news. Baby Sarah Ruth, eleventh child, joined seven brothers and three sisters. Oh My, What a Story.