A hairy relationship between the siblings, or, keep your chin up

/ June 26, 2014

I published this one yesterday by mistake. Since it was Wednesday and it was a Throwback Thursday angle, I took it down. Well, it’s back up. Or way back on the Reader, I should say, so here’s a reblog to make life easier. I hope. Sorry for any confusion. — MB, the bearded one

markbialczak's avatarMark Bialczak

My sister Fran and I in 1979. My sister Fran and I in 1979.

For eight years, I was an only child.

Darn that Frank and Dolores. Can’t we get somebody else in this family to take some of the attention off me?

When Francine came along, I was the happiest big brother in the land. Two years later, Dory arrived. That made me even happier.

Mom loved her two little girls. Dad adored his daughters.

Mark baby sat whenever asked.

It was cool. I don’t ever remember complaining about it.

Fran tells me to this day that all of my friends treated them well, even when we were in high school. Nobody ever told them to get lost.

That age difference was kind of odd, though, even looking back.

I was 17 when I left for college. Fran was just 9. Dory was only 7.

The older you get, though, the less that matters.

My sisters…

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15 thoughts on “A hairy relationship between the siblings, or, keep your chin up”

  1. My ex-husband’s father remarried, when his wife died in her early 40’s and had two more children. My ex used to laugh that he was called, “Uncle Mikey” by his sister’s kids. He was born of the ‘second set’ of kids! Fun stuff, and you were a very special big brother, no complaints and taking early responsibility, too! I love the hairy look on you and my bro’s were very similar in their 70’s experience! I had to drag my high school yearbook to work the other month, to demonstrate that my Bay High School allowed not only male students to wear long hair to the shoulders, but teachers, too! Apparently, down here in Delaware City and County schools, whiskers and long hair were against the rules! Ha ha!

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  2. I hope you noticed that my post today involved SPORTS! Both the sport of Angling in the photo as well as the sport I made up in the story. And YES, I thought of you when I scheduled the post. The only reason I didn’t officially dedicate it to you was that I was afraid it might embarrass you to be associated with such a corny story. 🙂

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  5. Awesome family dynamic Mark. I was 21 in 1979 and had exactly the same hair style. Ha! My hair was all the way down over my ears and beside them. With blonde hair, I couldn’t grow much in the way of sideburns, so I called the long hair on the sides my collapsible sideburns. Ha! I bought my first truck that year, a 1979 Kenworth with a bunk, and contracted to an American company to haul coast to coast.

    Great post Mark – I bet your sisters have been an important part of your life (I’m an only child and always wanted a sibling). Thanks for sharing.

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    • I never had sideburns until I grew the whole beard and mustache thing, Paul.

      When I went upstate from Long Island to college, all the upstate kids looked at all us downstate kids and said, how come none of you guys have sideburns? We all looked at each other and said, huh? We don’t have sideburns? So I grew the beard.

      Coast to coast in 79 truck sounds like a hell of a job, Paul.

      I wish you have have gotten that sibling, my friend. Nothing else like it.

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