Chapter 9, Uncle Robert's Visit
1959 “Mommy, Mommy! Come look who’s coming to visit.” I rushed home yelling. “Come Ima it’s Uncle Robert, he came with a big army truck.” Everyone in our family knew; Mom was a great cook. In every opportunity they have they would stop by for lunch or dinner. On the other hand, I could never figure out why. I didn’t like her food. It just didn’t taste good to me. Most of the time, it was too spicy. Anyway, Uncle Robert had an afternoon pass, and he came with his army truck for a short visit. Both Avi and I loved it when relatives serving the army came to visit. They always had something for us. Chocolate bars or chocolate covered waffles from the military cantina. Uncle Robert was a truck driver in the army. This time he came with a huge truck and he parked it in front of our shack on the sand dunes. It was Friday afternoon and Mom made her usual “Couscous” with chicken vegetable soup. Uncle Robert loved it. “So, what’s new?” He asked. “Oh, nothing much.” Said Mom. “I’m starting to wor...