On the last day of the Franklin Graham festival Mr. Graham had two family members speak. One was his brother, who lives here and the other was his cousin, who lives in South Carolina. Cracked me up. Franklin looked like a preacher with the nice shirt and tie. His brother looked like a stereotypical Northwesterner. His head was closely shaved and he had a few days of stubble happening. He was wearing a green jacket and khaki pants, I believe. The cousin, however, looked something like Mark Twain. Well, the hair at least, not the stache. But he was wearing a suit and he had big white hair that was slicked back.
It was pretty funny to see the stereotypes so plainly.