This is Sherry, one of my older brother’s very best friends for over 30 years, and how I remember her:
Photo courtesy of John Spadaro
For as long as I can remember, Sherry was my brother’s friend, and
she was one of the sweetest people in the world. Whenever Sherry called
the house, she always took time to talk to me and never treated me like
the annoying kid sister of her friend that I really was (I’m six years
younger than my brother, which is a huge gap when the elder sibling is a
teenager). Everyone who hung out in in my brother’s crowd loved her,
and my parents loved her too
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