Got a couple more short, pithy (I like that word. Better not lisp) one, two, or even three-liners that influenced my life.

1.  “Mr. Scooler, your paper is grammatically perfect. It’s clear, well explained, and there no punctuation errors.  BUT, —-   It’s the most boring piece of crap I’ve ever been forced to read.  Spice it up, man.  Put some humor in it. Put some life in it.” 
OK, that’s more than one line, but it IS pithy. That’s my college English 101 prof. You can blame him for the corny humor I try to include in all my writings.  It’s all his fault.

2. “Denver, Colorado? Snow? Oh, not very much.  It snows up in the mountains so people can ski.  But we hardly get much at all in the city.”
That’s what Air Force friends of mine told me when I received orders to the Air Force Accounting and Finance Center (AFAFC) located in downtown Denver.  Marjorie and I, with Christine and Jim, our 4 and 3-year-old kids, showed up in Denver in March, 1970.  It was snowing. It snowed in March, April, May and June.  No snow in July and August (but we had to bring a 4th of July picnic party indoors because the temp was in the 40’s). It also snowed from September through June in the following year.  Not every day but at least once.  Therefore, Denver had 4 seasons. July, August and winter.  LOL.
People don’t lie.  They just won’t accept truth.
Actually Denver was a great 4-year assignment for me.  We met some super friends. Had some great times and oh, by the way, our wonderful son, Jeffrey was born there in July, 1971.  He still calls himself “our wonderful son” whenever he leaves a voice mail on our phone.

Enuf.