Immediately I’d hand him my painfully heavy bag

When the bell rang at take I always waited apprehensively to hear him. Hed call my name and when I turned around I knew just now how hed look. Id still stare and smile back at his wavy jocund eyes. Hed always have his sunglasses on top of his bald head.Immediately Id hand him my painfully heavy bag. At that moment all my homework troubles and test woes were over. Hed ask me the usual about school and fri ratiocinations. Although he knew I was shy around different people and often bullied around, hed still ask, How many kids did you beat today at recession? The irony of it always made me laugh.While he drove me home he always chatted like a chirpy bird. Hed make his usual stop of all timeyday. I knew what hed swan before leaving the car merely I always looked forward to it. Hed severalise conspicuously, Let me say a quick hello to my friend. Id know simply why he stopped but Id play innocent.The stop meant he was acquire candies from the store. Hed return back with chocol ates and colored candies smiling, and say, My friend sent these for you. I cant ever recall him not smiling. With the greed of a 6 year old Id peer into the big bag and immediately gobble the loot before the school mickle purge reached home.I remember this particular day spent with him. While I was sitting in the backseat of the school bus and gloating over my treasure and with my mouth still full of chocolates I exclaimed, Youre the best uncle ever you buy the best things even when I never ask you for them. He looked back at me from the rearview reflect and smiled. and, I remember seeing something strange and wistful in his eyes. I couldnt understand it thus but he said, One day when youre all grown up and going to university, I will pass you by on the street and I will call out to you but you wont recognize your Uncle RobI will ask you dont you remember me? But no mater how hard you try, you wont be able to remember me.I was mad at Uncle Rob that day. I was angry at his confid ence in the future that he had never seen. I reasoned with him as much as a six year old can. He stood firm. I explained to him again and again that I see him first thing in the morning when he drops me to school and last thing before he drops me back home. This will have to continue till Im sixty years old and dont need to go to school. He laughed deplorably and shook his head in disagreement.The school year ended and Uncle Rob stopped picking and falling me from school. I remember laughing, arguing and played games with him. When I moved to another state at the end of the year I made a mental note to myself to remember him.I put a pivot to his memory and engraved his image in the deep recesses of my mind. I promised to never forget him. Im almost 24 now and his memory is still flawless in my mind. But I wonder, if Im walking on the street and come across a man with those crinkly smiling eyes and I call out his name, will he remember me?