My sweet grampa, who came over from ‘the old country’ was fond of saying, “It’s a doggy, doggy world.”  It didn’t matter how many times my mom would correct him, “Pop, you are saying it wrong.  It’s a dog eat dog world,” to which he would respond, “That’s what I said, it’s a doggy, doggy world.”  For those of you reading this, who know me, this may offer some insights into my childhood....

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