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My uncle was a drug trafficker. Not even a dealer. A smuggler.

He smuggled thousands of pounds of weed across the Mexican border into Arizona.

I remember one time my dad told me a story about him.
My dad was 12 years younger than my uncle. Uncle was a brutal older brother.

Growing up he’d beat his ass whenever he fucked up on the field/court or said some shit out of line.

Hard ass dude.
Anyways, my dad was in his 20s at this point and went to visit my uncle in Arizona.

Before he even got up to the door he said the smell was strong as fuck. Opened the door, every single wall in the place was lined floor to ceiling with kilos of weed.
He said my Uncle tried to get him to help bag it up.

He refused, then left.

Uncle continued making runs across the border.

A decade passed. Maybe a little more.
Then a run went south. Something happened and he was arrested. Still don’t know exactly what happened.

I was 4 at the time.

Uncle was on trial and expected to serve 20+ years (he had priors too).
Right before he was sentenced I turned 5 years old. He made the trip all the way to NC to come to my birthday party.

It was at a bowling alley and I still remember the shirt he wore to this day.

Some weird short sleeve button down with a bunch of cars on it or something.
Anyways he came to my birthday party and then after back to my parents house.

I was playing outside like a normal 5 year old and I come inside and see my dad crying.

Only time I’ve ever seen him cry to this day.
They didn’t tell me anything at the time obviously but later I found out that was the last time anyone ever saw my Uncle.

He went to prison and was dead within a week.

Found him dead in his cell.

Officially no one knows what happened.
But the fact my dad was crying makes me think my Uncle knew he was a dead man.

For what?

Still don’t know.

Maybe I’ll find out one day.

Don’t sell drugs kids.
Before he went to prison my Uncle also must’ve made a deal with his best friend. Another hard ass dude. Probably his partner or something.

Because to this day, 15 years later, ever since my uncle went to prison my aunt (his wife) has lived with him.
He looks after her. Covers her expenses. Always by her side. Still 15 years later.

That’s some fucking loyalty right there.
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