We all have family memberswhom we look at with unassuming eyes: “That’s Uncle Tom” or “That’s Uncle Pete” and “That fellow over there is Popouli” (he’s my father in-law). They are just part of the family, and, especially to the very young relatives, they are just loved ones.

I am no different. I had those three in my life, the two uncles from the day I was born, and the third, Popouli, came into my life later on as my father in-law when I married his beautiful daughter.