There’s a story behind this picture. It’s of my mother and my older sister when she was just a baby. A sweet, lovely picture (I suppose).

But, see, the thing is, I’ve never liked it.

In fact, when I was little, I used to grab it off the table where Mom kept it and tear it into pieces. Not just once, but repeatedly. (You’d think Mom would have thought to move it to a safer location.) I don’t know why, exactly, because I don’t specifically remember doing this–it might have been the fun of tearing it, the sound it made, or . . . as family tradition goes . . . it was just that I was jealous because it was a picture of Mom and Patty but not ME.

I’ve made amends, though. A couple of years ago, I brought the original, damaged photo to a photo store and had them restore it and then gave 8×10″ copies to Mom and Patty.

All in all, I think that was awfully magnanimous of me. I mean, after all, it’s not like I ever LIKED the picture….

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