I was twenty-four when I became an uncle for the first time. I can still remember arriving in the hospital room to see my sister cradling her newborn. My niece had such a full head of hair! I just stood at the end of the bed, staring in wonder. Being the youngest of my siblings, I wasn't all that familiar with new additions to the family. Then my sister asked if I wanted to hold her. And I replied with inimitable conviction:
"I guess."
Saturday, May 29, 2010
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