I always perceived my dad to be a peaceful person, which isn’t to say he didn’t have his off days (which would involve someone else having a “bad hair day”) in his role in reconnaissance behind the German lines during WWII. I also don’t recall ever seeing dad angry. If it happened that my mother vexed him (I know, what are the odds?), the worst that would ensue is that he would clamp his teeth down on his pipe and refrain from saying anything. When I was older, dad once confided to me that he had bitten through three pipestems during his marriage to my mom.