~The Sans Souci archives. Photos by dad, Jack Margulies addendum: to see the rewritten version for publication, scroll down to bottom. A Poem For My Sister ©12/7/08 I might have been 11, so you were 5 and under my care; mom worked. She brought home the groceries after a day at the dictaphone machine and the 90 words per minute typewriter, stepped out of her her high heels, and returned to 5 feet tall. She handed me five dollars and told me to take you to buy a birthday present. “OK, Ma, “ I think I dutifully answered. She must … Continue reading →