I give thanks for my sister, Barbara. She's six years younger than I am, and although we were very close as children, I left home at 18 when she was 12. We both eventually moved away from California, so we were as close as telephone calls and e-mail would allow. We have been able to get together on occasions, although now she is on the West Coast and I am on the East! With Mum and Dad gone, we have a bond that is unique - the bond of shared memories. We don't talk as often as either of us would like, but when we do, the times are full of laughter and a few tears. I love you, Barb!