True Stories

When I remarked that this Friday is the longest day of the year, our receptionist looked puzzled and asked, “You mean it’s longer than 24 hours?”

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One of my Dad’s retired friends spends nine months a year in Wisconsin and goes to Florida for the winter. One year, while he was in Florida, he got a call from the police. His neighbor in Wisconsin, who had a key, had entered his home to check that everything was okay with the house. The house was a shambles and he called the police to report a burglary. The police officer reported: “The house appears to have been ransacked.”

My Dad’s friend immediately bought a plane ticket and flew 1000 miles home to discover that the house looked exactly the way it always looks.