I remember Uncle Stub with great fondness. He was the soldier that got to come home from the war, worked at the post office at what we considered a special job, and gave us the only cousin that we knew well, Diann, (because we lived for many years, in close proximity). He carried the Couchman sense of humor, had a great laugh, always seemed interested in my sisters and I, and our Dad, as next older brother, was especially close to him.