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My grandfather was a literal mad genius.

My aunt's mother in law probably (my gran at least always claimed so) strangled her newborn baby because aunt gave birth to twins and she didn't want her son to work hard to support financially such a big family.

The brother of my mother weighed 3750 g and had body length 53 cm (according to the Polish method od measuring newborns - according to WHO standards newborns in Poland would have some centimetres smaller body length) despite being born mildly prematurely, at about 35 weeks of gestation.

My NT sister enjoys stereotyping males with one example being that whenever a man is in a relationship,
he's in it just for sex.

My great aunt Irena is 89 and she is the oldest person in my family as of now.

My sister teaches night classes where she works 3 nights a week.

My great aunt Irena mentioned by me previously, is extremely short, she is most likely less than 150 cm tall - but also very plump.

My uncle is turning 82 today.

My sister is the shining princess and I'm the Earthly Schlager. No wonder my parents were always so soft on my sister.

My elderly uncle I mentioned, is the buddy of my dentist's dad - the world is small.

My aunt on my dad's side passed away the exact same evening that my friend, Dean took flight to Maui. That was just like her. She did a lot of nasty things to my family towards the end of her life, especially my dad.

My paternal grandmother had Downs Syndrome

It blows my mind every time I think about it

I've seen a picture of her. I think she died when she was in her 40s

I only found this out in the last couple of years

I suppose that my maternal grandmother is and was asexual. She has only one granddaughter - my sister.

My sister is more than a Canadian than I am. It's taken me nearly 40 years to admit to this.

I have three sisters.
My oldest sister did not raise us, strictly speaking, but someone had to fix us dinner and sort of make sure I wasn't doing something reckless like crawling on top a roof butt naked (three stories off the ground), or climbing out a third floor window and down a garden hose to the ground. I liked to climb things. She wasn't perfect, but that is what I idolize about her. Parts of her life has been messy. In the end she married a really nice guy and had three boys and one daughter. She is wonderfully perfectly imperfectly human, and I want nothing but the very best for her and her life. She was born in 1953.

My middle sister was born in 1963 and had multiple birth defects. She lived in a home that was better equipped to take care of her medical needs. She passed away in 1977. She could hear, and smell. I remember being told she always perked up when she heard my mom's voice.

My youngest sister was born in 1972. She is the closest person in the family that could be considered mainstream "normal." I moved from home the fall of 1979. So I totally missed her teen years.

All three of my sisters had different fathers. All three sisters are gems. My middle sister could not help be anything but a gem.

My grandfather (mother's side) hated sugar and loved tofu