...to my Uncle Bill...

Kinfolk, Kindred and Relations,

I have removed hair from my scalp in honor of my Uncle Bill Wiley. A brother of my dear Mommy, thus a branch of my family tree. I found out days after my Mother's Brother passed away - by a message on the face book, from my first cousin, "Did Linda, (my baby sister) tell you about Uncle Bill?...

...I responded by stating that know she has not and what was the matter?

My Uncle Bill, my dear Mom's brother passed over on 12 July 2012. My dearest wife received the message at 2050 on 12 July 2012 and forgot to tell me. (?) At that very hour, just 1.50 hours earlier, Mom's brother Crossed Over. I mean, that's fucking huge in my eye orb's, you know?

Not my dear wife, nor my dear sister or cousin informed me of Uncle Bill's passing until days later. I mean...

...come on, my dear family.

I am truly not a gimp. I may be gimpy - from time to time, but shit, I have me sense about me.

I have jumped all over the Generation B 4 us and have asked that, God Damn It, NO, DO NOT EXCLUDE me from "family news". I am who I am because of my Family, not inspite of family.

I am and have always been a mixed breed sort. It's my nature, ya see?

But, fucking look, when it come to my Kinfolk, Kindred or Relations, it does not matter what the time of night. I WANT TO KNOW! I DO NOT CARE HOW SICK OR ILL I MAY BE! "Because you were sick", does not fucking work any more. Okaiiiiii?

My Dear Uncle Bill, may your reunion with God, my Mom and your Father and Mother be a truly happy occasion! God Bless, Uncle Bill. You are Heaven bound and will soon reunite with your brothers and sisters!

I love you Uncle Bill!

Your Nephew, Mario