I will never forget the first time I met my dear Uncle Lewis. I was 18 years old and a college freshman attending school in Macon,G.A. -but I'm from Mt. Pleasant, SC. One of my classmates lived in Jacksonville and had promised me that "some girl" she knew would braid my hair if I came home with her for the weekend. Eager to get my hair done and imagining how well she'd do, I jumped in the car along with her and the girl that drove us both. We arrived in Jacksonville. The girl that drove us went to her home on a nice quiet, suburban street and we went to my friend's house. We went inside and although quite dark it seemed o.k. We walked across the street to go speak with the girl we assumed would braid my hair, but she couldn't for whatever reason now escapes me. We then went back to her house for the evening. It was late and we were tired from a long car ride, so she laid down and fell asleep. That's when I saw the roaches start to appear! I sat as still as I could in the middle of her bed so that my back would not touch the wall where the roaches were crawling! OMG I was terrified. I hate bugs and and I especially loathe roaches. I could NOT stay there. I panicked and I had to call my dad, a long distance truck driver. After giving me a very quick and stern talking too about why/how I managed to be in Jacksonville and not Macon, he asked me where I was in Jacksonville. I was obviously someplace I did not want to be. He told me to wait a minute and he'd call me right back. I waited for all of 10 minutes and Daddy had called me back. His words were, "Uncle Lewis is coming to get you." I said o.k. not nowing at all who Uncle Lewis was, looked like or where he was gonna take me. I got the address from my friend, gave it to my Daddy and he told me Uncle Lewis would be there shortly. Turns out I had gone home with the wrong person and she lived on "the wrong exit"! I made up some bogus story about how one of my relatives had passed and somehow Uncle Lewis had to come get me from her house all of a sudden at like 2:00a.m. in the morning! Uncle Lewis came and scooped me up like Superman did in the movies, he took me to get some barbecue and then took me back to the comforts of his house. Thank God for his blood nephew Johnathon who is like a son to my Daddy and a brother to me for answering the call that night and saying, yes I know somebody in Jacksonville... and thank God for my Uncle Lewis for coming to my rescue! I will ALWAYS be grateful to him and his family for taking me in that night and he will forever be my Uncle Lewis.