My sister's party. My aunt Ruth is standing, top left.
I loved my Aunt Ruth. She was so cool.
I am not in this photo. My invitation got lost in the mail again.
My sister is easy to find. She is the selfish one holding the cake.
The beaming smiles are infectious.
Not sure but I think the boy in the white shirt whose head lines up
with the center of the window is my cousin, Sherill.
I can't begin to imagine how small each piece of that cake was.