I sold some hay to a horse person this summer. She sent a sixty-ish guy to haul it. When he arrived, he introduced himself as _ _ _ _ _ Hamer. I reached for his offered hand and asked if he was related to Frank. His hand stopped in mid-air, he gave me a serious look, and said "Yes, but a long way back. Most folks around here don't catch the connection." From there on, we hit it off pretty well.