Several years ago, in the early 1960's my big sister Cathy had an idea. She was going to be an author. A writer of books. She was going to write books, and I would be the illustrator. This made perfect sense to me, since she was the one who knew how to write. And read. She got in trouble for sneaking Nancy Drew under her bedcovers with a flashlight. This was probably because I told on her, but I can't remember.
fast forward about 45 years, and there was my big sister Cathy again.
"You know what we should do? We should write a blog."
So here we go.
Say something Cathy.
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