Each spring, for many years, I have set myself the task of writing a personal statement of belief: a Credo.

The next time I will tell you about frogs; Miss Emily Phipps; a sign in a grocery store in Pocatello, Idaho; the most disastrous wedding of all time; a Greek phrase, asbests gelos (unquenchable laughter); the Salvation Navy; the man who knew then what he knows now; the smallest circus in the world; the truth about high school; and the time when the bed was on fire when I lay down on it; and