This little beauty is Sister Jenni. Ever since Jennifer was a baby, we've been pretty close pals. I remember as a youngin', thinking about how cute, sweet, funny and flat out special she was. One of my favorite memories I have of her is taking candid pictures of her with my hot pink, rectangle, 110 film camera while she flipped through the Children's Song Book and sang, rather loudly, random little tunes she made up. She's now growns up and about to be the last Webster to flee the Clovis High Penetentiary, diploma in hand. Yes, a miraculous feat for all of us who were sentenced there. Those teenage years are ferocious and trying. She may always be our little rain cloud and look as such in this picture to some. But to me, and it's why I put it up, this is gentle Jenni. Someone who makes no pretense about her rage, like her precious older sister, yours truly. Deep down, beneath the growing pains and walls, she's a well full of laughter and love and insight into life. These things are certain: Jenni's got an open and genuine heart, unbelievable sense of humor, cares deeply and I love her for all of it.
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I love that girl too. I don't get to see her as much any more, but i loved taking her home from school when I'd pick up Leslie at the Clovis High Penitentary (did i spell that right)...and by the time I got Jennifer home, I'd be laughing at some profound and wonderful thing she'd said.....just like with all you Webster girls. I always laugh when i'm with you all. Thanks for that.
Jenni is so much more than she thinks she is. I should tell her that more often.
Beauty, brains, and a quick left hook.
She looks quite lovely. I guess it runs in the family.
An extremely dynamic, smart, beautiful girl, fo sho.
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