By BOB
Sitting in my aunt’s living room I patently watch TV. I was waiting for my Aunt Betty to come home from work. Aunt Betty was my mom’s oldest sister. Aunty and her husband Uncle Cam lived in a lower one-bedroom apartment. They never had any children, but you could tell that they both loved kids. Uncle Cam would always walk me up to the corner store when I came to visit. He’d buy me candy, comic books and any junk food I wanted. His specialty was to buy a brick of vanilla ice cream and