The Start of Something New
New Years Eve, 1999. While everyone else is worked up about Y2K and the new millennium, young nephew is getting worked up by his trailer trash uncle. This story is loosely based on the truth. Names have been changed. It was New Years Eve of 1999, and Y2K was all the rage as the world prepared for the world wide web to collapse and send us all back to the dark ages of the 1980s. Can you imagine? The horror. I was a young, nerdy, boy of 12, spending the night with my aunt Lena and uncle Chris. Chris was one of my mother’s younger brothers, being early 30s at this time. Chris was really cool, hunky and funny, in a white-trash kind of way. I had fantasized about him more than once. I would …