The Godfather

Meet uncle Dewey...

Uncle Dewey is my mom's brother.  He is also my Godfather.  He lives in Montana. sometimes confused for heaven.  I'm telling you the mountains are out of this world, the weather is perfect, and the sky so blue.  If I could, I would live there.  However, I'd like to live in California too.  So, I'll settle for the frozen tundra and travel instead. 

I digress.  My Godfather I do not see as often as I'd like.  You know, cause he lives 17 hours away.  Prior to them moving to Montana many, many, many years ago, I spent lots of time with uncle Dewey.  You see, he also has a daughter a year younger than me, Megan and she had a sister a year older than mine, Penny.  We had sleepovers every chance we could.  Shhh...don't tell them, but one thing I remember most of going to their home, you had to eat everything on your plate!  Man, I hated that. I also remember the fun we had.  Most of the time, we learned about horses, fishing, and hunting. 

I may not see uncle Dewey much, but I think of him often.