Maybe not so Ordinary
So maybe I am not so ordinary... a wink and a nod to my two friends who commented and to my Uncle Joe who soothed my soul while we were making plans for a Badger game. It was actually Uncle Joe who reminded me of my letter in Sports Illustrated.
Uncle Joe will probably be embarassed when he reads this. He is fairly humble. Well friend, let me tell you about Uncle Joe. Uncle Joe, let me tell you something. Here's a few memories.
I remember that Uncle Joe lived in South Bend, Indiana for a time. We went on a trip to see Uncle Joe. Uncle Joe seemed like a pretty darn well grown up Uncle Joe at the time. He probably wasn't. He probably had just graduated from college. I think I even remember a graduation party.
I remember that Uncle Joe once brought me his banjo to play while I was visiting my Grandma. I think that I wasn't feeling well. He knew that I thought it would be fun. How many unlces would just hand over their banjo to some kid?
I remember that I was with Uncle Joe the first time that I saw Bob Dylan. I was probably about 18 or 19. I have seen Bob Dylan twice since then.
I remember that Uncle Joe gave me his Paul Simon songbook.
I remember sitting at the ilsand in his kitchen eating pepperoni.
I remember that Uncle Joe said that he would walk me down the aisle when I married Dan.
Uncle Joe will probably be embarassed when he reads this. He is fairly humble. Well friend, let me tell you about Uncle Joe. Uncle Joe, let me tell you something. Here's a few memories.
I remember that Uncle Joe lived in South Bend, Indiana for a time. We went on a trip to see Uncle Joe. Uncle Joe seemed like a pretty darn well grown up Uncle Joe at the time. He probably wasn't. He probably had just graduated from college. I think I even remember a graduation party.
I remember that Uncle Joe once brought me his banjo to play while I was visiting my Grandma. I think that I wasn't feeling well. He knew that I thought it would be fun. How many unlces would just hand over their banjo to some kid?
I remember that I was with Uncle Joe the first time that I saw Bob Dylan. I was probably about 18 or 19. I have seen Bob Dylan twice since then.
I remember that Uncle Joe gave me his Paul Simon songbook.
I remember sitting at the ilsand in his kitchen eating pepperoni.
I remember that Uncle Joe said that he would walk me down the aisle when I married Dan.
posted by Ann @ 8:56 PM
1 Comments:
At 9:51 AM, September 09, 2006,
Anonymous said…
Uncle Joe is about the best person in the world. Annie, you made my day--no, my week, by writing this. Thank you, my friend.
I share your love for Uncle Joe, albeit in a different way. And both Uncle Joe and I love you very much. You have been a real joy in both our lives.
The first time(s) I saw you was/were when you were a baby. Uncle Joe brought me to your cribside several times because he was so happy about your arrival on the planet. I felt special because he wanted to share that with me.
Just thought I'd add an Uncle Joe memory--even though you were too little to remember.
Lots of love,
Aunt Maureen
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