The Humility Sisters
Dec 28, 2020
3 minutes
BY ANITA WESTERHAUS, BLOOOMINGTON, INDIANA
ILLUSTRATION BY EVA VASQUEZ
fternoon babysitter needed.” That was the ad I put in our local shopper newspaper, a common way to find help back in 1975. My firstborn, Jenny, was six weeks old, and I was scheduled to return to work teaching half days at school. “Maybe we’ll find a grandmother who raised a big family of her own,” I said to my husband, Don, after placing
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