Other than his delicate, soft voice and pale face, Manny was an overpowering man. He made no concessions to sentiment or accepted the older or younger, the part or the woman. Nobody was immune to his hard gaze, or his demand for loyalty and subservience.
He carried himself with the steely machismo of a real man, never letting anyone forget that he was the final authority. He expected you to obediently follow his every direction. He commanded respect.
Manny was cruel to animals, but he treated them with affection and respect. He taught his brood cats, Ginger and Sweet Pea, how to hunt and fight. He loved them with an absolute lack of concern for their fate. Once, they lured a “mischievous” Russian bear outside his home and they trapped the creature before a small crowd. They killed it with a lead-bearing arrow as his helpless body remained pinned inside a rock, begging for mercy. Manny was furious with the way the animal had been treated. He ordered an immediate trample to the bear’s brain until its life was utterly useless.
He usually kept them in a solitary house, unless given a chance to move them. His mother was sent away when Manny was about 13. Ginger and Sweet Pea taught Manny everything they knew about hunting and foraging, preparing venison and game meat in his new home.