 I moved to the States when I was 12 years old, always lived with my mom, didn't have my father around and my role model was my uncle John. I met him when I was 12 and a half, 13. The first thing I remember was shaking his hand, his hand was immense and he was blonde and really tall and a typical California surfer dude. He was 36, he became my role model. He became sort of a father figure throughout high school and early college years he was the guy that I always start to. I remember his house was filled with washed and redskins, paraphernalia, cups and flags and footballs, helmets and the colors maroon and yellow were everywhere. I graduated college and I went out of the country, went to live in Poland. One day I got a phone call from John and he says, Rodrigo you're the first one I'm going to tell you this and he says, I have cancer. I had no idea what to do, I had no idea what to say and he was silent on the other side of the line and he was waiting for me to respond and I said John, I said do you know my Wi-Fi password and he said what? I said my Wi-Fi password, do you know it? And he goes, no of course I don't. What is it? And I go, well it's washed and redskins. He didn't say a word but he had one of those deep breaths and I understood that he understood what I was trying to say. Sometimes you can say I love you without saying it.