I wanted to be an engineer. My uncle Jack was an engineer, and I love my uncle Jack.
When Uncle Jack’s family visited from Minnesota, he and I would play catch. Sometimes we’d even play a modified, capitalist version of the game 500. Jack would throw a tennis ball (or baseball, as I got older)…
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