Hansel & Sharon
As the only other girl, I shared a room with
her. You think you guys had it bad! I remember the indignity
of her & Steve picking me up and dipping my buns in the dishwater one
time in Saratoga. And being mercilessly tickled.
She'd go until I was sure I'd die of asphyxiation, and then wait until
I could speak and start again. I imagine that these or similar grievances
floated through my head that day that Mom sent her in to run my bath water
for me. I do remember very clearly watching her sit on the edge of
the tub, leaning out to reach the taps and test the water. It took
a while, so I had some time to consider a little thought that came creeping
into my mind. Would it work? Could it work? I reached
out and gave her a push. IT WORKED! In what was probably my
ONE triumph over Sandy in my young life, I'd pushed my big sister into
the tub!!! Believe me, that was one very satisfying splash!