My little sister Therese who was my mothers favorite, (o.k., one of her favorites) once chanced to ask my Mother to confirm these feelings she suspected my mother felt. She said, “Mom, say we’re all in a boat, You, Me, Dad and all the other kids. Say the boat sank… who would you save?” Now keep in mind there were nine of us delightful children.
My Mother looked at my poor deluded little sister and cocked an eyebrow (never a good sign) and stated, “Why your Father of course, I could always have more children”. I don’t know that Therese ever saw that one coming .