My uncle passed away when I was five so I don't have many memories. One that always sticks out though happened at christmas. Im not sure what year. My uncle loved his coca cola and that was pretty much all he would drink. My being little, was walking around with the quality street tin and not letting anyone else have any. My uncle said that if he could have one he'd give me a glass of his coke. I basically threw the tin at him in happiness... I do miss him :(