Sorry to hear of your sister's passing. I do understand the jabs and love. Your family sounds like the Puckett family back east. If you fought one..you fit 'em all...boys and girls. They were mountain folk..moved to the flat land. Hard fightin and drinkin. Once saw 2 of the older boys sitting in the middle of a little woods road..with a 10-15 gallon still...makin likker and they was both drunk as skunks. I just backed on outta there without 'em knowing. They were also armed with shotguns..and being drunk they might of shot me. They had that ol still on an old steel wheeled farm wagon with a steel plate bed. Hooked to an ol John Deere B tractor
..Both of them ol boys were older..maybe as old as 16 er so. No joke.