My sister Norine, is three and a half years older than I am and, until I was in my 30’s, the nicest thing she ever did for me was standing up to a bully when I was in the third grade. We were never close, in fact mortal enemies would be a more apt description… Most often growing up, it was open hostility with small windows of sibling tolerance here and there. When my grandpa passed in 1998, I remember we each positioned ourselves in separate rooms of the house as people ca