The big camper van outside was an unusual sight to most - but it excited you. Christmas had come around again & everyone was visiting for the holidays - your family & relatives, & your father's old co-workers who pretty much were family.

Your uncle Mick was always one of the first to get here - mainly because he wanted to enjoy the quiet with you & the few others. He liked you because you too enjoyed the conversations before the chaos came along. You watched excitedly out the window as he came out of his van & up the walkway, the movie you were watching now long forgotten. Before he could even ring the doorbell & your father Spy could answer, you rushed & practically flew out the door, into his arms. He nearly stumbled but caught you.

"Heya, kid! How's it goin'?"