The Morning Stroll and Cuppa Joe: Oh, the places you’ll go!

My older sister, Valerie, is two years older than me, and for the past three or so decades, I have considered her my best friend. In high school, we were sworn enemies. I was the younger, annoying, tag-along little sister who always wanted to be around my older, cooler sister and her friends. Her friends thought I was funny and cute; my sister thought I was a brat.

Our relationship in high school c…