Dear Abby

Dear Abby and her sister Ann Both chose the same career, A case of sibling rivalry, Or so it would appear. When competition cuts too close, It’s natural for some friction; They didn’t speak for several years, A seeming contradiction. Eventually, they drifted back And plainly reconciled. Though they were twins, each might have wished To be the only child. It’s curious when siblings Opt to follow the same track, And rarer still when both succeed; It takes a certain knack. Now both are gone, with their advice. They had their share of fame; But each of them believed, I’m sure, She had the most acclaim.

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Rockman Pritts

Date: 1/26/2013 11:45:00 PM

Maybe that's what they meant by, "There's two sides to every story". You've done it again Ilene. Maybe you should have your own column. Rockman :-)

Gail Debole

Date: 1/26/2013 7:46:00 PM

Hi Ilene - Yet another great poem! Yes, I read both of their columns over the year. Didn't know that they were twins. Thanks for the education! - Gail

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/26/2013 1:45:00 PM

yes, I remember the Dear Abby "wars" they were both proud women!! I think Abby may be the winner since most people refer to Dear Abby letters to this day and not so much to Ann landers. Maybe it depended on the area one group up and which sister the newspapers of that area were showing for advice columns. I enjoyed this.

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/26/2013 1:45:00 PM

I find twin studies very fascinating. they say identical ones raised apart are actually more alike than the ones raised together!!

Robert Pettit

Date: 1/26/2013 9:51:00 AM

She was famous for her newspaper columns for years, and I heard of her passing not too long ago. Nice way to poetically write about her.

Toquyen Harrell

Date: 1/25/2013 6:04:00 PM

Did both of them die? I surely did not know that. I used to read their advices. I hope they didn't. Would be a waste of talents! Love your poem, Ilene. Good one!