If we seek to feel something from the moment and surrounding time of this photo, to think about the lives of the 4 little girls, these sisters, from their eldest down to the "baby of the family" and that they were all girls, no boys, that their first language was GREEK in the home, and all their cousins and relatives were immigrant Greeks, then we can have an extra smile knowing how each of these girls later grew-up, whom they married, the children they would have, the Family they were together and held together throughout their lives. Yet there was then the devastating loss of the 2nd sister, Barbara, passed too young. They lived throughout their lives so close to one another; the second half of their lives their individual family homes being just a few city blocks from one another. They were close in joy of their children and each other's children, all these cousins brought-up with lives intertwined with one another, "Family" meant all their families, and this was the joys of their lives.
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The Love of Sisters up to the very end is shown in this short account of the Eldest sister's last hours on Earth:
