My little sister was 49 when she died.
The beginning of her life was charmed; we grew up without unmet needs. Our parents were supportive and valued educational achievements. We did well in school. I got better grades, but she had more diverse interests. She went to a small women’s college in Missouri where she was the first person to graduate with a triple major: in biology, psychology, and equestrian science. She went to law school, passed the bar, and committed her career to serving the disenfranchised and unfortunate. She was recognized for her work as a child advocate in her state’s family court system.
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