Uncle Billy Resurrected!

When I was a child, any refusal to eat my vegetables was met with a formidable threat: "Eat your vegetables or Uncle Billy will MAKE you eat them." (My Uncle Bill was a man of considerable size and strength, so this was not a threat to be taken lightly.) I am proud to report Uncle Billy lives again in our house. Tonight during dinner, I picked up the phone several times to call him. Despite the fact that Uncle Bill passed away two years ago, my children seem genuinely frightened a relative they have never met will lumber through the door and force-feed them string beans.

Somewhere, Uncle Bill is smiling.