Uncle Jon

My eldest brother Arnie and his wife Pat had a baby – Mary, my niece – so I became “Uncle Jon” at age 7. I bragged about this at school as it was a novelty amongst the kids in my class, plus it made me feel/sound more mature than I actually was.

Here's a picture of me and Mary plus somebody's hand reaching into the scene:

One thing of note: when Pat was pregnant she wore blue eye shadow. I assume she didn’t all the time, but the only time I recall seeing her whilst pregnant she did. It was a bright, striking blue and I wondered if she put it on her eyes or if all pregnant women had this as a medical condition resulting from pregnancy. Kids have strange thoughts.

A year after Mary, came Hollie (named either because she was born close to Christmas or in honor of the maker of fine carburetors) and I was Uncle Jon to 2 nieces, which upped my status even more.