Perhaps all families have members who are not easy to live with. In our family, it was my maternal grandfather. I never knew him to smile, talk to children or be outgoing - with any patience. I went out of my way to avoid talking to him. As children, we learned to keep our distance unless he approached us first. I don't remember any time he did that. He was grumpy and always ready to say unkind words. But on his behalf, he lived in times of great hardship and poverty. Crops failed and the economy was terrible. From my perspective, grandpa never learned to deal with hardships and he coped by blaming others, especially God. He never got to the place of asking for the creator's help. In fact, he tried to control his whole family and force them to stay away from religion. I am thankful that my pioneering grandmother could stand up to him.