My observations on life and god and loving one's fellow man were scrupulously formed by my sixth year. They were: I will excel as both altar boy and saint (maybe martyr) dutifully following the exacting Catholic credo as ascribed by my mother. I will live up to my three older brothers' reputation for wielding high IQs. I will be married, in due course, to a woman who looked remarkably...
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