With two older brothers and a younger sister, I was invisible, in the lower middle of the pack, always a few steps behind, unnoticed.
Approx. three weeks ago the sister of a guy I know was involved in a horrific traffic accident, broken spine, multiple broken bones, massive internal injuries, commatosed with no observable brain activity.
You sat out back for a barbecue with your family while my sister and I stood at the sink, washing a wad of urine-soaked hundred dollar bills given to me when I checked you out of the hospital.
But about a year and a half ago I was helping my sister-in-law cook for a party, and her restaurateur father, known to his grandchildren, and the rest of the family, as Nutzie, came in the door bearing several large aluminum containers of pulled pork, which he had made at his mom-and-pop restaurant in Worcester, Mass.
Like the time a little Chinese girl came up to me after I performed at a relocation school in Sichuan's earthquake disaster zone and asked: "Big Sister Wang, can I sing you a song that my mom sang before she was swallowed in the earthquake...?" She sat on my lap and I could feel the warmth of her body.
And so as we make that decision, I would hope that people wouldn't take the easy way out, which is to say let me vote for him because I want to see a brother get in or let me vote for her because I want to see a sister get in.
It was because of the simple reason, I had a sister that got killed in a car accident.
I'd made quite a lot of site specific work and my sister actually wasn't well during a lot of the period when I was making that work, but she came to see most of it and really liked it.
When I contemplated giving a name to my memoir of my sister Ruthie Leming, I pictured the reader standing in the bookstore, with hundreds of titles clamoring for her attention.
I'm a sister to my brother and sisters, and a daughter to my mom and dad.
During the first crash I thought of my sister, who had just had a baby, and that if I was to go into the trees I probably was not going to make it.
He left when I was two years old, and even though my sister and I were lucky enough to have a wonderful mother and caring grandparents to raise us, I felt his absence.
He'd have an interview on one side of a Wendy's and my sister and I were on the other side.
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His family, (two parents, a brother and a sister), whose victim impact statements I have read, have been most grievously affected.
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In my case, my parents encouraged my sister and I to start a small scale vending machine business while we were still very young.
It is a sister organization of Partners Worldwide, where I (Rudy) work and which seeks to connect business leaders in the U.S. with entrepreneurs overseas.
Keep in mind I've got a sister who's a teacher, my mother spent time teaching -- one of the most important jobs that we have in this country.
"I want a DNA test to clear me completely and I want justice for my sister - justice for Joy, " Norton said.
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I've spoken with my play sister more in the last week than I have in a year.
My sister and I still laugh about a presentation we attended years ago for a mega nutrient pill.
In this new house, which was really a trailer, my sister, Caro, and I had narrow cots, stacked one above the other.
Flash forward to just the other day when I reconnected with a long lost sorority sister at a networking event for her firm.
My sister had a certain pale, bright beauty, while I was an almost blonde, a shadowy hybrid.
"I buy the smallest package and I'll send a picture to my sister and my parents, " she says.
As a veteran publisher of health and wellness media, a working mother of two, a colleague to many hardworking people trying to do right by their jobs and their families, I see that the weight crisis now has a sister crisis that threatens to knock it out of top billing: the stress crisis.
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