By: Ardis E. Parshall - January 09, 2017 From the Improvement Era, March 1957 – My Sister Anna By Bess Foster Smith When I trace the pattern of my life back through my childhood, I appreciate more and more my sister Anna. She was the middle one of seven and the three of us who came after owe much of the shaping of our lives to her. Not that she ever took care of us or mothered us, in the usual sense of the word. Not at all! As I rememb...
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