Uncle Buck

Uncle Buck was my mother's brother. He was the youngest boy. He was always cracking a joke and acting silly.

As a kid, he scared me. Eventually, I got used to Uncle Buck's shenanigans, and I hung around with his kids. They were all nice to me.

My grandmother used to always talk about when Uncle Buck was in the Army. He was a cook stationed in Korea in winter. It was so cold, if you cried, your tears would freeze as one old character at work told me one day.

One of Uncle Buck's favorite care package items was Brooks Catsup. Uncle Buck swore it could make anything, including powdered eggs, taste better.

Another thing Uncle Buck loved (probably went well with catsup) was Spam. I'm wondering what he would think know if he knew folks like him caused it to be so popular this time of year in Korea.
Uncle Buck died over a decade ago. I still think of him every time I think of care packages, though. 

Overall, it's just another reminder that the little things often mean the most.

Stay tuned...