Monday, September 10
2 September
So there was this guy...I don't know what relation he is to anyone, but he played the crazy uncle part, coming in with the handshake-to-hair-smoothing fake-out, goofy faces and solidarity fists. Then he starts shouting about...something...it almost seems like he's shouting at my sister's husband, but when the crazy-uncle-or-whatever goes down the hall, the husband keeps giving him a thumbs-up...and then my sister shows me a picture of her brother who was born in 1964 and died in 1983, in a car accident. It was all great, because I had no idea what was going on.
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