Back in 1975 when I first ran across Mrs. Garrison she didn't particularly like me. She already had 5 hell raisers and didn't need or want another. She tolerated me at first then she warmed up to me. I spent several nights at the Garrison house and put my feet under her table more times than I can count. She was always quiet and demure but if you crossed her you better have your runnin shoes on cause Mom didn't play that. I have always said that the only hell she ever raised was her sons. Love ya mom.