F.ex. this one, my grandfather was a liquor trafficker during the prohibition and then years after when he met with bankers in his house in another part of the town he just said to my father who was just a little kid ’ … go and get that liquor .’. and my father went and brought it to my grandfather and bankers who then drank and discussed matters …
this is just one of many fascinating stories of my family … 
After my Grandmother mother died (my G PA died 5yrs prior). I was helping my aunts clean up her house and pack stuff up. They got into a minor disagreement over who got an old photo of my Grandfather as a teen with an old man sitting on a motorcycle.
Turns out the old man was Wyatt ■■■■■■■ Earp. My Grandfather had ordered and built a motorcycle from a mail order kit and they were quite rare at the time. Mr.Earp was passing through town and saw him tearing around on it and flagged him down. My Grandpa tought Wyatt Earp how to ride a motorcycle.