I don’t actually know where this posting is going, but I just read in an earlier post that I wanted to write an article under the title, “Bob’s Your Uncle.” So, here goes…

The phrase, “Bob’s your Uncle,” means you have an “inside connection” that is going to give you an advantage in some endeavor. I haven’t googled for the meaning and origin of this phrase lately, but seem to attribute the phrase to the English. I also have a mental image of the speaker touching their nose with their Index finger as they are saying, “Bob’s your Uncle.” I also think of this touching of the nose as meaning “we understand each other” about the meaning of something.

So, if someone was suggesting that I go somewhere for a job interview, and they said to me, “Bob’s your Uncle,” I would take that to mean that perhaps the job interviewer, or the employer that makes the hiring decisions liked me, or maybe was related to me, and that unless I was really stupid during the interview, I should easily get the job being offered. So, “Bob’s your Uncle,” might also mean, “a sure thing.”

Now, I did have an Uncle Bob, but I don’t think he gave me any advantages in anything I did. Robert Preston Morton was just a bit older than my momma, (Vivian Inez “Mick/ey” Morton Gibson) who was the youngest child of Lawrence & Thalia Morton. She was born on February 22, 1915 and died on December 16th of 1980. Uncle Bob died 10 years after my mom (1990) and is buried beside her in the Morton Family Cemetery which is located on the Queens Creek Elementary School property. The current Swansboro High School and the Queens Creek Elementary School are both located on the old Morton family farm, which mom’s parents wanted her to have, and she willed it to me at her death.