Lawrence D.

 My Uncle Nean, pictured here with Aunt Mary, is another of my father's family with a bit of an mystery.  He was known as Nean which is a shortened version of his middle given name, Doneano. I do not know when this started as I have always known him as Uncle Nean. I never heard anyone call him by his first name. 
Actually the fourth child of Albino and Mary, he lived his entire life (to my knowledge) in Newcomb where he was born.  I do not know how he met Aunt Mary or where.  She was from somewhere in the Northeast and had a accent from that region.
My father and Uncle Nean were very close.  Both started working in coal mines as young boys, I guess along with Grandpa Foley.  And I was told that he and my father owned a coal mine at one time.
The biggest mystery, at least to me, is I do not know how he made his money but he did have some and lived relatively prosperous.  They had a small home but it was immaculate.  What I do remember is he having an outside building where he stored White Lily flour and other assorted White Lily products. Apparently he was some sort of distributor because I went with him and my father to deliver products in NE Tennessee and SW Virginia. We were living in Newcomb at the time. 
I remember he was very fond of big league baseball and you could always see him sitting in a big chair by his radio listening to games, mainly the Cincinnati Reds.
The other thing I remember most about him was his asking of me if I could read the stock market reports in the newspapers.  I think it shocked him a bit when I could and could tell him what it meant.