My Dad's uncle and his wife in Middlesboro, Kentucky.
She was more than nice to everybody she met.
He always pretended to be mean. A softie.
One time he wasn't home and Mary asked me if I'd rather have
hamburgers or Manwich. When he got home and found out we were
having Manwich--wow--he really pretended that he was mad that
she didn't ask him first--he was a lot of fun. His acting
was a little over the top, though.