Funny story. My 94 year old cousin.

[trof]

The rest of my family calls me by my nickname.
94 year old 'Uncle' Billy (He seems more like an uncle than a second cousin.) insists he doesn't like nicknames.
He's 'very' dignified.
So he calls me by by my given name, which is the same as my late father's.
I'm a 'junior'.

Tornadoes had hit Uncle Billy's area last night and I called to see if he was OK.

"Hi Billy, this is Given Name."
"WHO?"
"Given Name."
"OH? I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD!?
Where are you living now?"
"Uncle Billy, it's ME, Nickname."
"OH! Oh hell. I thought it was your dad. He's dead, isn't he?"
"Yeah, Billy. He's still dead."
:rofl:

I'll be there some day if I make it that long.
;-)

[Iggo]

1. Oldies are cool. (n/t).

[Manifestor_of_Light]

2. He sounds like he is more fun than Billy Carter!!!

Any other codgettes and codgers remember Billy Beer? Jimmy Carter's redneck brother who was good for comic relief?

[Lasher]

4. Billy Beer!

Billy would drive around in his pickup drinking beer, throwing the empties in the back.

[pacalo]

3. I love that!

My mother has some dementia & on her shopping list she had written Oscar Weimer bologna. Awwww. :)

[Skittles]

5. LOLOL

OMG f***ing HILARIOUS :D

[progressoid]

6. That's hilarious.

:thumbsup:

[Arugula Latte]

7. That's awesome.

I can just hear Uncle Billy... :rofl:

[Raven]

8. Hi Trof. There used to be an old guy at church who, when you asked

him how he was he'd say "I'm alive but I ain't braggin'"