I remember as if it were yesterday the day my mom said we were going to go to Vermont from our home in Louisville, Kentucky.
     "Why?" I said as 4-year-olds often say—or two-year-olds. The age I don't remember but I have records that show we went to Rutland in the late summer of 1953 and the summer of 1956 which would make me 2 and 4. It doesn't matter.
     When I asked "Why?" my mom said, Because we're going to see my sister."
     "Why?" I said.
     "Well, because she's never MET you!" she answered.
     We went and I met her.

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