I'm sure that you can't tell by this picture, but some of us are getting old. This is a picture of my siblings. Two brothers and a sister (one sister not pictured). We were raised in the Clovis area and still make it our home. I hope you can't tell who the oldest one is. My Mother always introduced me as the oldest even when I was 6 years old. . . .and now I am the oldest of the Jackson Kids.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
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I'm not telling who I think is the oldest. I'm staying out of trouble that way.
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