Those of you that read this irregular series know that I am from Hackett, Arkansas, just a mile of so from the Oklahoma border, and just about 10 miles south of the Arkansas River. It was a redneck sort of place, and just zoom onto my previous posts to understand a bit about it.
I never write about living people except with their express permission, but since these folks are long gone, they are fair game. They were actually very nice folks, but had some quirks, as most folks in my little town did.
I do not know how they came into a little money, since they owned a nice (by mid 1960s standards) house on a large lot. They were my neighbors just to the south where I lived. I liked both of them.