When I was home over Christmas my Mother decided it was time to clean out the basement. She hauled four boxes upstairs that were full of photos, junior high report cards, pay stubs from my high school job and cell phone bills from 2002 and made me shred/recycle/throw out whatever was not absolutely essential. Somewhere along the way, we unearthed this literary masterpiece written and illustrated by my youngest brother at age 7. What a creative kid! Mike is one of the funniest people I know in real life. Looks like his sense of humor developed at an early age.