My Uncles in Texas

When I was a kid, my family occasionally visited our relatives in Texas.  My great-uncles (grandmother's brothers) always seemed larger-than-life to me.  One uncle and his wife were big people -- big in every way.  When my mother told them that they shouldn't make a big breakfast for us, my aunt said that they usually made a package of biscuits every day -- just for the two of them.  A package of twelve biscuits was divided into seven for my uncle and five for my aunt!  (This was in addition to eggs, bacon, etc.)  . . .  They lived in a small town.  My uncle said that they had lost the keys to the house a long time ago, but just went to bed each night without ever locking any of the doors.  (I doubt that they would do that today, even in a small town.)  . . .  We were always amazed by these people!