When I was doing my apprenticeship, I spent several months in Mobile shop working with a master named Cheek. Cheek was a native american, mormon, and a great wrench.

Cheek gave a lot of his money to the church. He had a pretty young wife (he was 9in his fortiers, she was in her twenties) and they had several children. Some of us had visited him, they lived in what was basically a two-room house. The kitchen/living room, and the bedroom. The house was clean and neat, but there were seven sleeping in one room.

While Cheek was a religious man, he wasn’t a prude, and he was heavily enamoured of his pretty wife. One day, he broke from his bible reading to interrupt a conversation- one of the guys was talking about Doggie Style- and Cheek had never heard of it.

We explained.

He said “hey, that sounds interesting. Have to try that out”
We all knew what the sleeping arrangements were at the Cheek house, so we figred he’d never get around to it. We didn’t think anything else about it, but days later, he came in and said “hey that there Doggy Style is different. I liked it OK but Not as much as the regular way.”

“Kids got a kick out of it, though.”