Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Good Bye Uncle Paulie (I liked ths before)

My memories of all my relatives are stuck in time as if I was 12 years old.   As I remember them they were always delightful.   That's how I remember Uncle Paulie.   Every Italian family has an Uncle  Paulie.   You may remember this from Rocky and The Godfather.   Our Paulie actually looked a little more German than Italian.

I remember that he was generous.   While I was saving nickels for a Lionel train he would always add a few and tease me about how I was breaking him.  His wife disapproved.    (Who saves nickels?)

I remember he was a dancer.   I was always excited about going to family weddings because I would get to watch my Uncle Paulie dance with all the ladies.   His wife disapproved.

I remember he enjoyed a cocktail or two.   The cocktails made him happy and he was fun when he was happy.   He actually never stopped at two.   His wife disapproved.   We all drink for a reason.

Uncle Paulie passed on.   He is dancing through the pearly gates with a highball in one hand and throwing nickels to the kids with the other.   No word on his wife's approval.

1 comment:

  1. John - i love to read your stories. You have another career ahead of you. Retire- life is waiting! I await a humorous memoir of your life to be published in the near future. Deb K.

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