First on a personal note, Wednesday I felt terrible and thought it might be a case of the flu.  Thursday, I felt a bit better and spent most of the day snuggled up with the heating pad in the recliner.  In the evening, I was feeling better, so Sylvia and I spent some time at the church’s food pantry helping to organize shelves and prepare some Christmas packages for needy families.  Today, I’m doing better, but woke up to realize that I hadn’t prepared this blog post.

Last week, I told you about my sisters.  This week, is about Sylvia’s sisters.  (Please excuse me if it is short.  More later, and that’s a promise.)

Sylvia, Karen, Joyce

Sylvia has two older sisters, Karen and Joyce.  Sylvia is not sure where this picture was taken, although it seems like it was only a few weeks ago.  (Okay, it was probably around 1946 in St Johns, Michigan she says.)  Notice the homemade teeter totter.

Later, a brother and then another sister came to join the happy family.  Here’s a more recent shot of the sisters with their father.

Joyce, Gay, Dad, Sylvia, Karen

This picture was taken at Joyce’s country home.  Joyce lives a few minutes from her father–mother passed in 2001.  Gay calls Florida home.  Dad lives on the farm where mom grew up.  Sylvia and I are just under an hour’s drive from Dad.  Karen is a couple of hours away.

I like Sylvia’s family a lot.  They enjoy being with one another and they do that fairly often.  Joyce has three daughters, and Gay has two.  Karen, Sylvia and their brother Bruce have two sons.  It has been crowded in the old farm house for some of our Christmas celebrations, but no complains.  We have a lot of fun.

Here’s another photo taken at a recent family reunion:

Gay, Bruce, Dad, Al, Karen, Chuck, Sylvia, Paul, Joyce

Gay’s husband, Dale, was not able to attend.  Bruce is a widower and lives a few miles from Karen.  We had a good time with other members of Dad’s family.  We looked at photo albums and shared notes on genealogy and family history.

There is so much more that could be said about Sylvia’s family and the good times that we have had with them.  I’m sure to tell you more about them another day.