Aunt Blanche

This story was originally posted on the now defunct and embarrassingly broken “Late Bloomer Blog”, in August of 2008.

Usually, it’s the oldest sibling that reigns supreme, but not so much in Blanche’s case.

Aunt Blanche was my mother’s older sister. She was the firstborn — and she wasn’t very old before my grandmother realized she was a little, well, different. I suppose the proper, “politically correct” term to describe Blanche would be mentally challenged. She never went to school, never held a job, and never married.