I was 5 years old when she showed up one July day. I had no idea what it was all about other than my mother was in the hospital and somehow I had a new sister. My first glimpse of her was seeing her small round head with big blue eyes and no neck staring out a window from the Melrose Wakefield Hospital at me. I thought the whole thing was pretty cool.
Since that July 4th day in 1971 many moments have been shared between us. Thankfully, we laugh at the variety of torments I have imposed upon her in the last 43 years. Much to my parents chagrin I used to be so rough with her. For me, having her around was like having a living/breathing toy to play with, tackle, shoot pucks at, go O’Reilly on, scare, tease, and generally torture in a hundred different other ways. Over the years I have called her a bunch of nicknames but one name will always be my favorite; for the rest of my life I get to call her “Little Sister”. I like that, very much.
Happy birthday to my beautiful, little sister. I truly hope I get to torment you for another 43 years. I love you.
Fuji 56mm f1.2 lens
The scene was her new kitchen in her new house. I loved the soft colored background all lit by window light. Because the scene was very side lit I had to add a full stop of exposure to get her face to come out properly exposed.