Toby half-woke-up on the way home, enough to realize his Uncle Tim was driving them, and they weren't in their own car.

Suffering from the boredom inherent to all 4-year-olds in transit, he asked his father how many more blocks to Uncle Tim's.

She wouldn't let Uncle Tim give her an engagement ring.

'It's not Uncle Tim, though,' said the lawyer.

Would Uncle Tim make that blunder in your name?

"Remember the time we went out on Grandpa's boat and Uncle Tim got seasick after he teased us about being landlubbers?"

Uncle Tim," she demanded, "what are you up to now?

Uncle Tim believes that gold is still intact and has never been used, that it is cached somewhere.

No, but that doesn't matter to Uncle Tim.

"Uncle Tim, do you think he is one of those men who robbed that two hundred thousand dollars?"