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Jean Bishop it's the story of a loving family shattered by gruesome violence here's Jean Bishop. It's the story of a loving family shattered by gruesome violence. Here's Jean Bishop.

I grew up in Oklahoma City with a mom and a dad and two sisters. I'm the middle child of three.

I have an older sister, Jennifer, and a younger sister, Nancy.

It's five years younger than me.

And we had this kind of idyllic childhood, you know, nice neighborhood, great friends, great school.

And so when we all grew up and ended up moving back to Chicago where I was born, where my sisters and I were born.

We all kind of stayed together as a close family.

Nancy got married to the love of her life, Richard, at the age of 23.

And they started right away trying to have kids.

They wanted to have a big, happy family.

Even though Nancy was the youngest of us three sisters,

she was the first of us to get pregnant.

She was the first who was going to be a mom.

And when she announced the news of this to me and my older sister, my mom and dad,

we were all just over the moon with joy and happiness. We went out to dinner to celebrate

the great news. We went to this Italian restaurant on Clark Street in Chicago. And I brought a

little baby gift, a little baby sweater from a trip I'd just been on,

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