THOSE WERE THE DAYS MY FRIEND

My sister Irene and me, my closest sibling growing up, she's five years older but the brother between us died as an infant. Our four remaining siblings all died when they were older, so we're the only ones left. In front of our father's home repair business, where I worked from grammar school through high school (after which I left town) and whenever I came back for a visit. She was visiting me at work, sometime I'd guess around 1955.