Coming home from FL we stopped at a gas/fruit stand. Anne went out to where there was a bench. When we drove away she commented that those people on the bench were the most unfriendly people she had ever met. They were wooden Indians.
Another occasion. Anne and Bill were getting gas and then a car wash. Anne did not put her window up, and the wash water sprayed in. Anne's reaction was to yell, "Daddy, Daddy do something". Anne was driving and the window control was on her side.