I can't remember if I've shared this before or not-- but my father grew up in New Jersey and his father's side of the family thought the mother had cheated on my grandfather and that my dad wasn't his so they didn't like my dad. My dad was born late enough in his parent's life that my great aunt's and great uncle's grandkids were the same age as him. There was one grandkid named Dee who decided to defy her parents and hang out with my dad. She apparently rode up on a horse one day and introduced herself to him as his cousin. He and one of his friends then stuffed her into a trashcan. She came back the next day and wanted to hang out.
For some reason the mental image of him stuffing her into a garbage can always amused me-- and the fact that she came back for more bewildered me. LOL.