Saturday, October 24

Twin Sisters...

Some of you might not know that I am blessed to have a twin sister.  Her name is Linda Rae.  Obviously, we are fraternal and not identical!  She has brown hair and eyes and I have blue and blonde, well, used to be blonde anyway.  We were quite the excitement when we were born I'm told, numbers 6 and 7 out of 8 kids, all within 13 years.  Uff dah, what were my parents thinking?  Not that they planned on twins, in fact they didn't know until a few weeks before we arrived that there were two of us.  My Mom told me she had liked the name Lorinda and so that's how she came up with Laurie and Linda.  I'm on the left here.  I am 11 minutes older than Linda.  She weighed over 6 lbs and I was just over 4 lbs.  She was teased about being a little piggy but I caught up eventually and have completely forgiven her.  The one above was taken at about 6 months I think.

This was taken when were were about five and our little sister, Darla, is in the middle.  She was born just 20 months after us!  As you can see, Mom dressed us alike.  She sewed most of our clothes- I have no idea how she did that for all of us- for many years but I think we stopped dressing the same by 2nd grade and started wearing hand-me-downs from our older sisters.  The one below one was taken in 1st grade.  We don't remember being called this but are told that our Grandpa called us "Chink" and "Swede"--can you guess which one is which? 

This was in 2007, the day of our Mom's funeral.  Linda found matching tops for us to wear that day.  Darla is in the middle again.  People have asked us if we think of the same things at the same time like identical twins do and no, we don't, but we get along great and I am so glad to have her as my twin sister! 


Rachelle said...

Awww... these old pics are wonderful! And, it's so nice to learn more about your family. Now, to get you to teach me how to scan!!

Connie said...

Nice post, Swede. :-)

Your arrival caused quite a stir, to be sure! I was 9 at the time, so was old enough to help out, and in so doing learn the wonderful art of 'mothering.' It's sweet to see Mom's trademark handwriting on the photos.