I remember about three years ago, our whole family gathered at the house for my Mamo's 80th birthday and my dad's 50th birthday. We had so much fun together. I noticed Uncle Donnie had his truck parked in the grass and for some reason I had the idea to drive it around the yard. At first I was a little nervous asking him to drive it because I hadn't gotten my license yet (I was only 14.) But then I knew he would let me drive the truck because he was always full of joy and always wanted to have fun. When I asked him to drive it around, he had a smile on his face and said, "Well sure!" I can hear his voice now. So, we hopped in the truck--I was in the drivers seat and he was riding shotgun. Then he had the idea of having everyone hop in the bed of the truck! Probably ten people hopped in the back and we set off. Everyone was bouncing around, laughing, and screaming because I went a little too fast. I could tell that he wanted to be that cool-but-also-responsible uncle because he gently tapped my shoulder every time I turned a little too sharply. That is a day I will never forget because shared smiles, laughs, and screams in the cab of that truck together. I love my Uncle Donnie and I will always keep him in my heart. And, I promise you Uncle Donnie, I'll never cheat in UNO again.