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especially when you are not supposed to laugh.  Some of my best fits of laughter have come when I was supposed to be as serious as a heart attack.  Moments like this seem to occur less and less as I get older, but I had one last week and it was awesome!  Reminded me of my days in Catholic school where at times it felt like THOU SHALL NOT LAUGH was the 11th commandment. Like this one time in 8th grade. A bunch of guys I knew threw a kid in the dumpster and they were all sent to the principals office.  I was innocent!  I was reading my bible right next to the dumpster because the shade allowed me to see the pages better.  If memory serves me correct I was reading from the book of Spartacus when all of sudden the whole group was hauled into the office.  As every good warden does, the principal made us wait for her entrance, just letting us simmer in our sins.  A crock pot of crooks so to speak. Side note---if you want to live forever become a nun...

Be nice to me and you could be featured in this column one day!  Be mean to me and you could be featured for several days. Today's person that I admire is....crap, I forgot her name, but here is her story.  The year is 1993 and I am in a good place.  Just married my first wife and we were enjoying settling into our first house together in Carlisle, PA.  Nineteen years later I am still married to Christine, but refer to her as my first wife just to keep her on her toes.  It was here on 43 Wheatfield Drive that I came to the realization that I am not very handy around the house.  Even the simplest of fixes usually ended up with me on the phone and my wife cutting a check to some guy who was inwardly laughing at me.  Not very manly of me, so I decided to do something about it.  I found out that the local community college was offering a class for first time homeowners and I quickly signed up. Class was at night and I quickly rationalized that the ...