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People still talk about the speaker's uncle, Bobby Riley, in a way that suggests he's no longer the same person. They mention his running abilities and his sideline of selling deer jerky and overpriced beer. It seems that it's easier for everyone, including the uncle, to pretend that the person who ran track is gone. I mean, people still talk about my uncle. They say things like, remember Bobby Riley? Man, he can run. They talk about him like he's dead, or not quite like he's dead, but like the Bobby Riley who ran track and the Bobby Riley up the hill selling deer jerky and overpriced beer from his porch ain't the same person. Maybe it's easier that way. Easier for everyone, including my uncle. Better to pretend that boy who ran track is gone.
