A 100 Word Memory.

         In 1976 my cousins spent the summer with us. I was eight and they were nine and eleven. Since the three of us were male we were always pitted against my six year old sister.

         One beautiful day we won the summer's battle for good. Us guys were out front playing kickball. Suddenly, my sister appeared from around the side of the house with her pants and underwear around her ankles. Ten years later it would have been a very different scene but at this age it was enough for sidesplitting laughter and a memory she could never live down.