On the day I was born, May 14, 1960, Mae remembers being "very upset because your Grandfather was in the hospital with Hodgkin's Disease. He passed away June 2, 1960, I had him on my mind." When she did first see me, she thought I was so sweet. "I can see you now with your platinum hair standing up! And your smile was precious," she wrote. "I know I was happy. I think you were my third grandaughter. I alway loved girls- of course, I loved boys, too!"
If Karen was the first grandaughter, and Sherri the second, I guess that means I was born before Geri- that so?

