Only one I can think of on either side of the family would be the great uncle I never even knew existed until I was in my mid 30's. He was my maternal grandmothers older brother by 3 years, got into the booze heavy in his younger days and eventually became a homeless wino. I guess he got estranged by everyone in the family and they never even mentioned him. He passed out in an alley one night when I was 8 years old and never woke up. My grandfather ( his brother in law) was the one who went down and identified the body. Although the family must have paid for his burial because he didn't get buried in one of those sections of a cemetery where those guys usually wind up.
