I have two sisters. We’re all within five years of each other, so we’re very close. We used to get movie magazines, and we would tear out the pictures and we decorated our hallway with the pictures of all the famous movie stars that we’d liked at that time. They were very handsome guys, and our whole hallway was. We had those pictures up, and that’s what I recall that we collected.
I was the elder sister. I was always in charge of my sisters, even though I was only five years difference. I always felt responsible for them, and I do to this day. I have one sister now. She’s in the hospital, fighting for her life. I’m so sad because you go back with your sisters the longest–before you married, before you have children, you had your sibling. And that’s my story for today.