Kim saw her uncle board the 𝘛𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤 and then went quickly back home to be with her other uncle. News came 2 days later that she was pregnant. It was 1912 "the year of the uncle" for her and nobody west of Pittsburgh gave a **** as it was decades before Saint Jude would begin torturing kids with radio rays. "I love my new Model T," she told the mayor who had a large scrotal tumor that made scratching his left ankle an adventure in agony. "Don't worry," a nearby quack doctor said softly because he was a total wack-job.