My brother Rob was born in 1974. I remember sitting by him in the back seat on the way home from the hospital. I couldn't stop staring. He looked so tiny and fragile. I don't remember all the details, but Sheelah had moved out and had gotten an apartment. Her sister, Eileen moved in with her and helped out with Rob. I remember being there to help out a little bit. I helped with feedings and diaper changes. It was nice to feel like I was doing something worthwhile. Later, I helped him with reading and math. Used to help get him ready for school too.
Eileen was a teenager when she came to live with us. She was more like an older sister to me than an aunt. We are only six years apart. I got to go places with her and her friends. Well, I got to go a few times. Boy did she drive Bob crazy!!. She just knew all the little things that would set him off. Bringing over her hippie friends. Removing her bedroom door and replacing it with a sheet and / or beads. Smoking pot and listening to all the bands my dad called ACID ROCK. He liked the Beach Boys, the Cowsills, etc. She liked Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, Led Zeppelin, and all the other cool stuff. She actually let me borrow records and used to "kick some down to me". Some time later, she and Bob had a huge falling out and she ran away to the carnival. No, really - the actual carnival.
My sister Erin was born in 1980. I was able to help out more with her. Feeding, diaper changes, babysitting (when Bob was supposed to be the one watching her), etc. I didn't mind it. Again it felt like I was doing something of importance. I moved out in 1985 and got married.
Another brother, Shawn was born shortly after Erin, but died at three months old. He was born premature and never made it home from the hospital. I saw him a few times and actually got to hold him on a couple of occasions. I don't know why, but I felt guilty about the baby dying. I felt like I caused him to be born too early. After Shawn's death, Bob and Sheelah started having some major problems. More problems than usual. I guess as a temporary solution, I went Maine to live with Bob's mother, Inez and her husband,Roy.
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