My great grandparents died when I was about 6 or 7 years old. The only things I really remember about them was when we would go to visit, they had a bowl of circus peanuts out on the coffee table and rasslin was on the black and white TV. If rasslin was on, you sat down and shut up - everyone - until it was over. The other thing was we (the kids) were never allowed out of great grandma's sight in the house. No one ever understood why exactly, until after they died. Being dirt poor most of their lives, when they got older and had a few hundred dollars to their name, they kept cash hidden in jars and brown paper bags in various places in the house. She was afraid we would steal it.