I lost an uncle during WWII, and hardly ever heard him mentioned so I don't know much about him. My brother, who is also interested in genealogy, visited with an uncle who was the deceased uncle's older brother, and Older Uncle told Bro stories of their teenaged years including Deceased Uncle. Bro told me the stories, and that about all I know of him.
The best story was the Halloween when the older uncles got together, climbed a tree in front of their home, and dropped dummies into the open cars of the time. They did this with my grandmother's blessing, which didn't surprise me as the Grandma I remember was a real card. Anyway, after the third car ran into the ditch the police came and arrested the older boys. They were freed quickly since no one was hurt, but were sternly told to stop with the dummy dropping. Older Uncle was one of those arrested. This probably happened in the late 1930s, which meant that my mother was a toddler at the time so wouldn't have been involved. If she'd been a teenager she would have been right up there with her brothers.