What I liked about my siblings was:

They are nice. They were mostly married when I was growing up, and my brother was in the service while I was growing up, he is 14 years older than me. It was just me and Bea and my younger sister Betty we kind of grew up together. They were girls and they played with dolls. They were good sisters. We always got along. It was hard, the way we lived. Everything was hard. Bea was sickly when she was young. We both had scarlet fever and mumps and chicken pox all at the same time. We spent a month in the old city hospital, that is why they think we have learning disabilities from. They quarantined us.