When I was 7 years old, Uncle Frank taught me how to bet the ponies – we won $5000.00 each that day.
When I was 13, Uncle Frank let me drive his Cadillac at 100 mph.
18 years old, Uncle Frank got me a night in bed with two exotic dancers, both named Bambi.
I inherited Uncle Frank’s home, a steamer trunk full of cash and a cigar box containing B&W photos of a fat guy wearing a red dress. The guy wearing the dress in those photographs: J Edgar Hoover.