He was this strange little guy who'd collect scrap metal, lived in a tiny one bedroom house & collected rusted hulks of old cars. His only indulgence was to restore those old cars and buy a few more. He never moved out of that tiny house--although he did put siding on it.
I remember running into him at one of the local grocery stores in the old neighborhood after he had won. It was lottery drawing night & he was too late to buy a ticket. He was fighting with the manager, saying by HIS watch it wasn't too late to get a ticket. After he walked out of the store, the manager and I had a good laugh about it.
One of the early winners in Kentucky was a bulldozer driver for a coal company in E. Kentucky. He went right on working, said his winning wasn't going to change HIS life! Some folks are really big on not letting anything disturb what they do. I guess he enjoyed running that 'dozer.