Uncle
When I would tell my friends I was going to go visit my uncle they all thought of me spending a boring week with a guy twice my age. That was not the case. My uncle Ken was more like a cousin, or even a brother. He was only a year older than me and the same age as my sister. Visiting my uncle wasn’t a bore, it was cool. We didn’t see each other often, usually only one weekend or so per month and a week during summer vacation, but when we were together we had a blast. It might be fishing,...
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