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My mom’s brother Billy has been my favorite uncle since as long as I can remember. I’ve never had a daddy because mom got pregnant in High School and I guess my real dad never owned up to it. I’m not sure exactly what happened, but mom wouldn’t ever talk about him at all.
Billy was like my dad in a lot of ways because he was always helping out mom, babysitting me, taking me to fun places, and sort of filling in when mom needed him. Billy was four years older than her and he taught art at the local college.
My uncle never got married that I know about. At least that’s what he told me, and I believe it.. even though it didn’t make sense. He was tall and thin, with dark brown hair, and his eyes were this deep sea green color. They sort that seemed like they could look right through you if you let them.
I had a crush on my Uncle Billy ever since I turned nine...he was all that to me, and more.
Uncle Billy had this big old two story house about a block from the college he bought. He liked it because all he had to do was walk over to the campus when he was teaching classes.
Uncle Billy was one of the youngest professors at the school. He taught drawing and painting, and was so talented he probably could have made a living selling his work. But he always told me that he loved teaching too much to quit, and go on his own.
The thing that made me feel so special was what he’d been doing for me since I was born. Every year on my birthday he would do a sketch of me to catalog my growing up. I had a picture drawn by him of when I was a day old, and every birthday after that!
They drawings were so good that you would swear they were photos, even though they were just black pencil sketches. Like I said, he had tons of talent as an artist and I guess that’s why he taught at the college.
My mom worked hard as some kind of advertising saleswoman, and because of that she would go out of town once or twice a month. When she did I got to stay with my Uncle and I loved it. I loved his big old house and would run around exploring every room that wasn’t locked. Or play in the back yard on this big old tire swing.
People were always coming and going when I was over there. Mainly they were college girls that my uncle would draw portraits of for some extra money. I never paid much attention to them until I was about eleven. That’s when I noticed that some of the girls would go upstairs, and he’d unlock what he called his special studio to draw them.
I’d always been curious about that room but Billy said it was off limits until I was older, and could understand art better.
One week I was staying there because mom was out of town, I raced upstairs after the bus had dropped me off from school. The secret door was open and so I peaked in.
Uncle Billy was standing in front of his easel wearing a straw cowboy hat, one of his Hawaiian print shirts, and sketching. When I walked all the way in I noticed this college girl lying on a big sofa and she was completely naked!
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