Where shall I begin with my memories of Cindy? She was my sister. I knew her for almost my entire life. I remember the first time I saw her, when my Aunt Valerie Somers brought me to the hospital at the U. S. Marine Base in Quantico, where she was born. I remember standing outside and looking in the window at this baby with long black hair, thinking what a strange sister she was! It was quite a while before I realized that the long black hair had been my mother's!