You and I, we always understood one another. You always backed me up, and gave me books to read when I'd get left behind on a hunt. You never made me feel stupid, or inadequate and you let me ask questions. You acted in a father's place- even when said father was on your shitlist. Family doesn't end with blood, Uncle Bobby. You've said that a hundred times if you've said it once.
You were the only one brave enough to tell me the truth, and I love you for it I appreciate it.