Where Have They Been Hiding Him

He is so unassuming. An older man, short, with a balding head. Two flecks of hair he combs to the side, trying to look more virile But it helps him not one whit. He has kept to himself. Although he is a great uncle, none of us kids know him. He is shunned by the older ones – his brothers and sisters. I make my way to him. It’s a family reunion. So I decide to chat him up. He is timid at first. Speaking in whispers. Fearful he might offend me. Then I hear his voice and he is hilarious. The Robin Williams of this dull, boring, humdrum status quo family. Where in the heck have we been keeping him? A burst of laughter comes out of me. Insanely loud. He opens up even harder. I cannot tear myself away. No wonder these snore-fest idiots don’t like him.