As noted earlier, my last surviving grandfather died early in April this year. My sister and I are, along with our parents, sorting through his stuff and tidying up what he has left behind.

My grandfather was a Methodist minister who, like his grandson, had (or, in my case, *has*) a profound love of books. In going through his library, I have come across an old book of quotations, humor, and anecdotes for public speakers. (As a Methodist minister, his was quite the public speaker.) He starred and underlined the following passage:

After his return from church one Sunday a small boy said, "You know what Mommie? I'm going to be a minister when I grow up."

"That's fine," said his mother. "But what made you decide you want to be a preacher?"

"Well," said the boy pensively. "I'll have to go to church on Sunday anyway and I think it would be more fun to stand up and yell than to sit still and listen."