Patty Lou Mc Falls ...

 ... is a very Southern Gothic little girls name. Very To Kill a Mockingbird. She was an only child in our neighborhood growing up - which was like being a rainbow colored, three legged, joke telling  unicorn. Rumor had it she always only drank ginger ale because she was deathly allergic to milk and had a mouthful of tiny, rotten teeth to prove it. It was well known to all us kids that even if the tiniest drop of milk touched her thin, pale lips she'd collapse right there on the spot,  never to breathe another breath. All the mothers worried because she was always "as white as a sheet" and as thin as Popeye's girlfriend. Her always worried, super overly protective mothers full time job was to  walk her to the school bus and pick her up from school for lunch and return her to school and pick her up again at the end of the day. 

My close friend Kit lived right across the street from her and whenever she hung out at Patty's house, she'd always have to untie her blond braids because otherwise Pattys older than the other dads father - who had a prize collection of monarch butterflies pinned to black crushed velvet and framed in his den - would yank on them. Kit also reported to us that Pattys household included her mysterious Aunt Poo Poo who was never seen by anyone except the family and never ever came down from her upstairs bedroom. Our town's very own Boo Radley.  

Unlike the rest of us, my lovely pal Kit was very brave and courageous to venture into Patty Lou Mc Falls house of ill spook. That's just how she rolled.