Even though Pablo is legally labeled as my uncle, we grew up as brothers.  My earliest memory of Pablo was when he sent me to the hospital.  Long story short, he was hitting rocks with the BIg ol' red plastic bat in the backyard.  I walked by and he told me to move.  I said, 'no.' He said, 'ok.'  Next thing you know I'm at the hospital getting stitches over my right eye.