I guess it was a mixed blessing that our elder sibs didn't take our CP into
account when they were pounding the living bejabbers out of us.  I was
talking to my dad about this same issue during my last visit to Fla.  He
said, "Well, it taught you to be tough, didn't it?"  I replied, "No, it
taught me the finer points of revenge."  He said I was a bitter man.
Imagine that! ;>)

-----Original Message-----
From: BG Greer, PhD [mailto:[log in to unmask]]
Sent: Tuesday, May 21, 2002 2:40 PM
To: [log in to unmask]
Subject: Re: Older sibs (was: Re: judy's ankle and her progress so far)


My older bro' was a defensive linebacker in HS. I was his official tackling
dummy!

Bobby

>You're lucky, Kat.  My brother loved baseball as a young teen. He breathed
>the game--and was, actually, a pretty good pitcher.  But because we lived
>in the boonies, none of his friends had transportation to get to our house
>to play and vice versa.