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“The next year, I was done with school and was working at my dad’s body shop. The coach asked me to play another season. I told him I couldn’t, as practice interfered with my work. So he held practices at five in the afternoon so I could make it. And I registered for Typing 2.

“I’d coached my high school football team again, and a guy said I’d make a good coach, but I’d need to go to college first. So I took Typing 3 and other courses. I think I am the only guy in history to letter four years in basketball at a junior college.”

The following afternoon, I kicked off my International Finance course with some Peter Answers. And wouldn’t you know it, even the least engaged students perked up and seemed more open to learning during the rest of the lesson.

“If I catch anybody not talking during this shooting-the-breeze period, I will flunk you,” John said to begin class. He then pointed to a guy in the second row and warned, “And you are pretty close to flunking.”

Then, “That reminds me of a story. I asked my Italian uncle to tell me the key to a happy marriage, and here is what he told me.” In his best Italian accent, John continued, “After our-a wedding, we was-a riding along in the horse-a and buggy, and the horse-a stumbled. I said, ‘That’s-a once-a mister horse-a.’ We go a little further and he stumbled again, and I said, ‘That’s-a two times a mister horse-a.’ After a while, the horse-a stumbled again, and I got down and said, ‘That’s-a three times mister horse-a.’ And I shot him in the head. Now my new wife comes-a down-a out of the buggy and is screamin’, ‘You crazy man, how could you kill this beautiful horse?’ I let her go on for about ten minutes and then said, ‘Ah ah, that’s-a once.’”