Smile A Little Smile For Me, Rosemarie (The Flying Machine) - Day 13

This post needs no blog entry, really. She was the most beautiful girl in the world, said I, when I was only in kindergarten. She was my big sister, and there was a song on the radio about her! Smile A Little Smile For Me, Rosemarie. As I prepare to leave the beguiling city of Paris this morning, I think about that beautiful rose-colored sky we saw on our first night here, and I'm reminded of her loveliness and her happy laugh. I know she still smiles her little smiles for me. 2 days before I turn 50, she’d have turned 60. We always celebrated our birthdays together. I love you Sis, and boy do I miss you!