We all need heroes. My sister Clarice, our oldest sibling, was always a hero and point of reference in our large family.
Real heroes never know they are special. Clarice didn’t think she was outstanding when she lived away from home to go to high school. It must have been hard for her, and it must have been lonely, especially the first year. But heroes go the distance. And Clarice did that. Continue reading “Tribute to my sister Clarice”