With the idea of writing a story about the famous great uncle, it was clear that all personal details were going to be closely held. Trickling out in dribs and drabs on nancys timeline. First time i could the sign said sit down and shut up. Willy was not now or ever be available for comment. So, hoping to generate goodwill for a goofuture story, i write about the restaurant the menu was not written down. I would commit this to memory. Tuesdays on spaghetti and lasagna and over other pork chops. Wednesday is first and country fried steaks, and friday is ribs, get there early because it sell out early. The lunch begins at 12 15 and not a moment before and later usually if nancy has to run home to check on uncle willie, in the midst of a bad day. And uncle willys favorite was spaghetti. And she kept a painted rock on the Cash Register it was a gift from her nephew when i returned to lunch two days after my story ran because rib fridays were my favorite. Nancy shook her finger at me and it