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Tuesday, 12 June 2012

Memories of Uncle Dennis

My earliest memories of Uncle Dennis are from a visit to Wichita, KS. I must have been about 4. At the time, I couldn't distinguish between "Dennis" and "dentist" and it didn't help that he came home from work dressed all in white. I thought he was Uncle Dentist. I remember he put ketchup on everything. In fact, (can anyone else verify this?) I remember sitting on a bar stool and being served a bowl of vanilla ice cream. Uncle Dentist came up next to me with his bowl of ice cream and then squirted ketchup all over it and ate it down with a big smile on his face. It's funny the things that get embedded into your psyche as a little kid.

You know, the other day I was filling out one of those online profiles and one of the questions was "What is your personal philosophy of life?" I wanted a short, one sentence answer and boiled it all down to this. To live life in such a way that most of the time I'm smiling. That's Uncle Dennis.


1 comment:

  1. Thank you Dear Marty. I am tickled with your memories of Uncle Dentist. I think, however, he ate the ketchup ice cream just to "wow" you - he really didn't usually put it on ice cream. lol