On the whole most of us were 14 months apart but my older brother still totally confused me in the following instance. Kerry went off to boarding school and oh how we missed our hero, our organiser, our supporter in all areas. We were wildly excited when he came home for the first holidays BUT all had changed. He was quiet, no more organising or sticking up for us in times of trouble, no more sorting out the little ones. I felt we were on our own and it felt terrible! He had deserted us! There were going to be lots more years of watching teenagers grow inward in our family but it was never like observing this for the first time as a 10 year old!
Marie: And yet another story!
It seems to be a trait of the elderly to tell stories and often repeat the same stories. As our family has a major Reunion in February 2015 I will tell a family story each day and NOT repeat it for 100 days. I will use christian names from our earlier generations as pseudonyms.