Hey folks, hope the has been great for everyone!
As I've wandered this great earth over the years I've met many great souls and have been introduced to many of the nuances of the world by a disparrate cast of characters there is one who always stands out. The guy who gave me my first drink of whisky (not just those little sips that dad gave out in the den), the guy who showed me how to roll a joint, the guy who gave me my first chaw of Redman (ok, that one sucked!), essentially the guy who showed you how the world really ran. For some it was an older brother, others it was a boss at the record store, for me it was my Dear Old Uncle David.
David was a vietnam vet and was a little 'off' according to my folks, but he was still my Uncle. He'd show up at weird times, say weird things and always smelled a bit weird (especially in the van!) but he taught me how to be a "Man" in ways that my father and brothers never could.
As I spend this last weekend celebrating the life of my Dear Old Uncle David with my toes in the sand I'm asking you guys to tell me your stories, we all had an Uncle David who taught us the ropes in ways that no one else could so let's hear about yours.
Stay Safe GrandpaJoe
My first roommate taught me how to walk, talk, act and stop making myself a fool. How to cut coke and sell drugs and by that how to make money. Kid really taught me alot, unfortunately he's also a real addict and all I taught him was how to get shit at half the price, shipped to your door. Fair trade right?