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When There Is Good News, And It Is News , We Do Report It, But Usually News Is A Record Of Human Failure. Those Wanting To Celebrate Human Accomplishment Are, As Someone Said, Advised To Go To The Sports Section.

Always Remember To Set A Place At The Table Of Life For The Unexpected Guest.

Change, Like Youth, Is Purely Wasted On The Young.

We Tried To Do The News Without Frills, Without Fluffy Hairdos, Without Graphics. It Does Say Something About Our Business That Is Not Very Pretty. It Didn't Matter How Good The Show Was. What Counted Was Money.

A Few Weeks After My Surgery, I Went Out To Play Catch With My Golden Retriever. When I Bent Over To Pick Up The Ball, My Prosthesis Fell Out. The Dog Snatched It, And I Found Myself Chasing Him Down The Road Yelling "hey, Come Back Here With My Breast!"