In Sherrie's Own Words I, Sherrie Lynn, am the only daughter to my mom, Bertina, and my dad Richard. Although I always wished for a sister, I was given three of the most amazing brothers any girl could have. They each have their strengths and talents. They humble me. I appreciate their heart, compassion, and love of family more than anything. Our mom and dad were very young parents. I was born just 12 months and 14 days after my older brother, Rick. Mom was just shy of 21 years of age. Dad was not yet 25. I think they decided to slow the pace after two babies in less than two years, so waited 5 years before my brother Scott was born. Jeff was everyone's favorite being the baby was born 10 years after me. Rick and I being so close in age were best friends from the time we were toddlers through our high school years. He has always been there for me. And will be the first one to pick up the phone to call me just to see how I am doing. He is much more adventurous than myself. Wish I had more of that characteristic but it was probably easier for mom and dad not to have two of us to worry about riding motorcycles or jumping out of planes. I was the easy one, not wanting to do anything to upset or disappoint my parents. Sounds boring, doesn't it? Don't worry, Rick would take me with him to skip school to go skiing or bowling, or to IHop for breakfast and yes we would get caught everytime by mom and dad. I loved watching the bond between Scott and Jeff as we were growing up. They were always building something in the backyard to later blow up or playing ball. And yes, I got a laugh out of the traps that they would set in the house, when my bedroom door was tied shut or something would fall from the sky or water would leak from a dixie cup with a hole in the bottom. One time when I was in high school and my date for a dance arrived to pick me up and my brother Scott met him at
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