As a pre-teen struggling to fit in, this still makes me laugh when I think of it. I was attending a Sunday School class that one of my uncles taught. When my fellow classmates asked my uncle what his first name was, I knew I was doomed. Because, this uncle was one of two uncles, that I could not keep their first names straight. So, when my uncle came around to me at the end of the class and asked me what his first name was… My response: “Uncle.” But, I saved face with my uncle who still to this day, even though he is not alive, is more important then my classmates and friends.