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I never met this man. He died a couple of years before I was born. He is my Uncle. My father's older brother.

I say this because it is truly amazing how many of his personality characteristics I embody.

My father loves to tell the story of how Jr. would sit out in front of our funeral home in downtown Athens and speak to the people walking by. He would always speak..."Hello Mr. Smith, Good Morning." Nothing wrong with that right? Well I pity the fool who comes back down the same street and speaks again! Jr. would curse up a storm! He cursed a lot. (So do I.) "Damn, didn't I just speak to you? You don't have to keep speaking. I have more things to do than sit up here and speak to you every time you walk down the damn street. WTF is wrong with you?" That's basically a paraphrase but you get the point.

I am the same damn way. If we have spoken once for the day. I am cool. Unless something else has occurred that needs my attention. But in no way do I want to talk to someone 5 times a day. WTF? And really that includes some of my friends and family. Ugh.

I know that may sound cruel and mean. And I should be thankful that people find me so engaging that they want to continue to engage me. But some days I don't. I want to be left alone.

Instead of understanding I get "You are just being mean", "You need to let more people in your life", "You are selfish". So the FUCK what?

I can't be who you find so engaging unless you allow me the time to regroup. To find myself again. Let me be.

Remind me to tell you about the time Jr. shot a whole in his door to prove a point.