Let's hear it for my old man, who took one in the keister, literally, one rainy day in the Italian countryside, while waiting for orders from Mark Clark, the one WW2 general no one mentions much. Sort of like with popes: not enough Pattons to go around. Keep St Peter busy while I sneak in the gate, Dad. Like you haven't done enough for me already.
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"What is the first business of philosophy? To part with self-conceit. ...It is impossible for anyone to begin to learn what he thinks he already knows." -- Epictetus (c. 100 A.D.)