It's Hard To Be Responsible, Adult And

Sisters Don't Need Words. They Have Perfected A Language Of Snarls And Smiles And Frowns And Winks - Expressions Of Shocked Surprise And Incredulity And Disbelief. Sniffs And Snorts And Gasps And Sighs - That Can Undermine Any Tale You're Telling.

For The Sake Of The Sons - And Even For The Son's Future Wives - A Woman Must Keep A Part Of Her Mind And Heart Entirely For Herself. Every Family Is Better Off With A Wife And Mother Who Can Astonish And Occasionally Dewilder.

It's Hard To Visualize The Toys You Had Fifty Years Ago - All Save Bear. He's As Clear As If He Were Sitting On The Desk In Front Of You...of Course...he Probably Is.

In Loneliness, In Sickness, In Confusion-the Mere Knowledge Of Friendship Makes It Possible To Endure, Even If The Friend Is Powerless To Help. It Is Enough That They Exist. Friendship Is Not Diminished By Distance Or Time, By Imprisonment Or War, By Suffering Or Silence. It Is In These Things That It Roots Most Deeply. It Is From These Things That It Flowers.

When Sisters Stand Shoulder To Shoulder, Who Stands A Chance Against Us?