Ants and Uncles

An ant....

An ant….

Is it only me who thinks about bugs when I think about “aunts and uncles”?  No, I really love all my aunts and uncles, even though they are long deceased now.  I especially fondly remember my Uncle Julian.  Not to be outdone by the ant photo, here is a picture of my Uncle Julian at his wedding.

Uncle Julian getting married...

Uncle Julian getting married…

He’s the short guy by the bride.  I’m the little flower girl in the front with the thick glasses.  Very different from how I am now.

Both my dad and my Uncle Julian (who was my mom’s brother) had a great sense of humor which I inherited.  (Well, mine might not be so great; it sometimes makes people groan….)

My cousins used to tell me stories about my dad, since he died when I was 5 years old.  They told me how he gathered them around him with a ballpoint pen and a piece of paper.  He said to them, “I’ll bet you I can make this pen write red.”  My cousins stared at my dad in disbelief.  He proceeded to scrawl on the piece of paper, “R-E-D,” and they giggled and giggled and giggled.  Okay, I might have told that one before…

But I don’t think I’ve told my Uncle Julian’s best jokes and antics.  There were a couple of times when several of us were crowded in his old car, probably back in the ’50s.  Driving down a two-laned road in the country-side, potholes, ruts, and all.

On one occasion, Uncle Julian quite suddenly slapped on the brakes and came to a stop in the middle of the road.  We looked around and wondered what the heck was going on.  When finally someone uttered the question of why, he said, “I was waiting for the ant to cross the road.”

On another occasion, we were driving down a similar country road.  We could see we were approaching a cemetery.  In solemn voice, my uncle asked, “Do you know what kind of people are buried there?”  We were all very quiet, pondering.  Baptist?  Catholic?  Military?  Someone whispered a guess, whatever it was, and Uncle Julian replied, “Nope!  Dead people are buried there!”

You can see why my humor is a little “off” sometimes, but I come by it honestly.  I’ve looked for a song about ants or uncles, but this is the best I can do:

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3 Responses to Ants and Uncles

  1. mandy says:

    Yep, this explains everything. You definitely have your dad and uncles DNA. Funny characters all! 🙂


    • DogDharma says:

      Thank you, Mandy! I did get a little bit of my uncle’s carpentry skills, but why, oh why, didn’t I get my dad’s musical talent? Someday I’d like to have my DNA analyzed. I know I’m exactly 1/2 Italian, but if I’ve done my genealogy correctly, I’m also descended from George Washington’s brother on my mother’s mother’s side. I might be a revolutionary, but I hope my jokes aren’t too revolting. 🙂

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