One day I was with a group of youth in the backyard of my college chaplain, Allan Burry. I admired Allan and did not want to disappoint him. We students were taking turns on a gym bar doing chin ups--or I should say, as for me, I was trying to. To the surprise of all, particularly to Allan...and to the girls present whom I wanted to impress, I could not do a single chin-up but remained with my arms quivering and my chin mid-way to the bar. This, since I was the picture of youth at the time, was most embarrassing.
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