Daily Pics

So here is a shot of my sister holding our dog, Rusty. My sister was a little more than a year older than myself. And strangely enough, she still is.

But, while growing up we were always very close and tried our best to take care of each other as much as we could. Of course with her being a little older and bigger, and usually much smarter, she mostly took care of me.

I recall a time in Waco when my cousin and I had found some pomegranates growing on a tree in a neighbor's yard. We didn't know what they were, but after breaking them open on the sidewalk, found them to be quite delicious. So we took some home, climbed up in the big oak tree in the back yard, and proceeded to eat them. When my sister had discovered what we were doing, rather than join us, she told on us, in fear that we might poison ourselves. We did get in a bit of trouble. But I do understand that she was, as always, watching out for me.