California changes too fast. The new so quickly replaces the old. People come and go with a blur. I often feel like you can’t count on anything staying here anymore.
But you can count on the Modesto Girls.
These five sisters—my first cousins, once removed—have never had glamorous jobs. They didn’t get fancy educations. Little in life has come easy to them.
But they are always there when there’s work to be done, when my mom’s side of the family is in need, or just when you happen to need them. They are …