I didn’t see a whole lot of Aunt Kate, my dad’s sister, during my childhood, as she and my uncle lived a whole state away from us. However, when I was 13, I was sent to stay with them for a few days while my mom went into hospital for an operation (actually a hysterectomy, though I wasn’t told about it at the time).
Aunt Kate was quite a lot younger than my own parents and had three small children – a girl of five, and boys of seven and eight. It was quite a shock to discover that my aunt was an enthusiastic spanker, and over three or so weeks I was staying in her home, I witnessed quite a few sore bottoms being handed out.