― Mark Gorman
I am an anxious person and I tend to become nervous when I initially meet someone. My first real encounter with my Uncle was when I was a third grader. I remember it vividly because I was very worked up about meeting him and his two kids. My parents were going out to dinner with my uncle and his wife and I was going to be babysat by my cousins. As we pulled into my uncle’s driveway, I told my parents that my stomach was really hurting and I needed to go home. They new me to well to say yes and forced me out of the car. I slammed the door shut and reluctantly started walking up the gravel path. My mom knocked on the door and it swung open, revealing my six foot one uncle. He looked down at me and said, “Hi, I’m Allen.” I responded, while shaking his hand, “I’m Sam.” For some reason, after he said hello to me, my anxiety disappeared. His great personality put me at ease and ever since, he has always found a way to make me laugh or put a smile on my face. From playing football in the rain, to taking 3.5-hour car rides to New Hampshire, talking the whole entire time, he and I have always enjoyed each other’s company.
My uncle is one of the nicest people you will ever meet and everybody deserves someone like him. If you wrote down: enthusiastic, fun, witty, smart, generous, kind, on a piece of paper and I saw it, I would write next to it: =Allen Deary. My uncle, Allen Deary is great human being and you would be lucky if you ever met him!