Watching other families and their siblings is intriguing to me. Some get along like best friends and others never talk to each other again after leaving home?  While growing up, I only had one sibling, my adopted sister, Mary Jane.  She came from the same orphanage that I did.  So we had things in common, but we got along great.  Like anyone else, we had our differences, but I sure do love her and we stay in touch.  I remember one time when she protected me from a bully in school... you will like the story.