tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22087406.post1501032375870593950..comments2023-09-05T09:03:21.930-07:00Comments on Scribbles and Scripts of a Reverent Bohemian: Uncle JoeUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22087406.post-67185128928357795002008-07-15T10:46:00.000-07:002008-07-15T10:46:00.000-07:00Uncle Sonny....the perfect Italian playboy and bad...Uncle Sonny....the perfect Italian playboy and bad boy. He was a sailor with a girl in every port and wife at home. He was handsome, cheated at poker, ran numbers, sold stolen smokes, visited whenever he docked in California and loved me enough to bring me an accordion all the way from Italy. I have letters he wrote to me when I was a child....."Hi Rosebud, this letter is from your Uncle sonny who loves you a whole lot......"Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22087406.post-29769267094997688702008-07-14T09:49:00.000-07:002008-07-14T09:49:00.000-07:00My sister and I were born so late in my parents' l...My sister and I were born so late in my parents' lives that our memories of aunts and uncles boils down to just one: Aunt Crosie. Our first cousins are 15 to 24 years older than me. Kinda like uncles, then...<BR/><BR/>This is a good post.Paul Nicholshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00098830523732944655noreply@blogger.com