One more theory about why Uncle Albert never married:

Albert had planned to get married, and he bought a used Model T. His bride-to-be had let him know that she thought highly of the new Ford automobiles that were becoming more popular around Smith, Jones, and Covington Counties. She let him know she thought a lot of the Ford cars.

After some research he found one, not the latest model, but a recent model. Not too worn, and he bought it to surprise her. The occasion had to be a special one not to be rushed into. 

The wedding date was approaching. So he planned an evening out on the town in his new car, and the news of an approaching severe thunderstorm did nothing to dampen his spirits.

On the night they were planning to go out, thunder clouds were gathering and hard showers began just at dark, followed by hail. The storm didn’t last more than half an hour, but every exposed piece of metal showed the effect of the hard hail. Metal roofs, feed troughs, silos—nothing escaped the fury of the hailstorm, not even his shiny Model T.

What would he do? He decided to leave the Model T in the barn, hitch up his mules, and take his wagon out on the town. He knew his bride-to-be would enjoy the starlit sky of the evening. The old standby would do just fine. He knew his love would never complain. They were so in love.

But after the evening was over he could feel the coolness of disappointment in the air. The whole deal eventually chilled off the romance. The hailstorm brought more disappointment than his optimism could rule out.

They didn’t get married.

Going forward, instead of a car, he drove a wagon pulled by his quality mules; therefore his vehicle was never hit by hail and he didn't have to suffer the humiliation of riding around with dings.

He used to say, “Life is not a pool. It’s a flowing stream filled with stones, which make it engaging. We're always going somewhere, and we bump along the pebbles. The Master of all Creation knows where we're going but we don't. We never know which way the stream will flow, but we have a vision of our final destination.”

Uncle Albert had a reputation of being a wise man.