I have thought and thought about it, but I’ve come to the conclusion that I’ve never knew a Hank! But it makes me think of Hank Hill from King of the Hill, who reminds me of a guy I used to work with. He was always doing yard work and grilling and wanted his son to play football, though his son didn’t seem too interested. He lived around the area I currently work in, which is on top of a huge hill. It froze one morning and he still decided to come to work. I don’t know how he managed to get down that frozen hill safely, but he did. When he came in he was laughing at all the people he saw trying to drive up the frozen hill and failing.
At that same job we worked with a guy who was pretty much the real-life version of Dale Gribble (well, except that he wasn’t married). Oh, and this was all in Texas, of course. King of the Hill is real, you guys.