I yelled at my wife the other day and made her cry. I know, it was a lousy thing to do, and I felt terrible later, but I swear she started it.
When Sparky got through punishing me, however, I suddenly realized that I had a pretty good spouse and should consider myself quite fortunate: a lot of men don't have wonderful wives like I do.
But just how do you know? How do you really know if you have a good wife, or one you need to throw head first in the recycle bin?

Buzzards, loan sharks, and newspaper editors are among the most misunderstood people in the world. And you can find them all right here on Main Street in Hampton.
I wrote an award-winning column several years ago about what we Southern newspaper editors call "Buzzard Luck."
There's bad luck, and then there's its fat ugly cousin that lives next door to me, Buzzard Luck. I discovered Buzzard Luck when I became the editor of a small town newspaper.