I knew better that to get my dad angry. Some folks learned that lessen the hard way. My brother-in-law Clifford Pease help me move Dad into Hyde County*. Dad told Clifford that he had to get Mother at the train station. Clifford said he'd help him hitch the horse team to the wagon. "Wagon nothing!" Dad shouted, "I'm taking your Buick! Whenever you need a car, I let you borrow mine, and you brought it back! That's just what I'm gonna do!" Clifford then said "They" could go. Dad said "Alright, but I'm drivin' and don't you make me move ya from the drivers seat, 'cause I could do it and you know I could!" Dad drove the car to the train station.

My cousin Vernon learned not to put old Dad to the test either. He snuck up from behind him to try to take him down in a freindly wrestle, but Dad wouldn't have it. He took Vernon and turned him every way but loose. Vernon asked my brother, Don,  for help, but Don knew better. After Dad let Vernon back up, he said, "Uncle Ed, Your not old enough for me to mess with yet." As far as I knew, Dad never was old enough for Vernon to mess with.