I Was Raised In A Religious Environment,

At Age Nine, I Got A Paper Route. Sixty-six Papers Had To Be Delivered To Sixty-six Families Every Day. I Also Had To Collect Thirty Cents A Week From Each Customer. I Owed The Paper Twenty Cents Per Customer Per Week, And Got To Keep The Rest. When I Didn't Collect, The Balance Came Out Of My Profit. My Average Income Was Six Dollars A Week.

No One Has Ever Drowned In Sweat.

The Freedom To Do Your Own Thing Ends When You Have Obligations And Responsibilities.

Your Neighbors Will Make Judgments About You Based On How Your Lawn And House Look, And People Who See You Passing Will Judge You Based On How Clean You Keep Your Car. It's Not Always Fair, But It Has Always Been True. Appearances Matter, So Make Yours A Good One.

The Answer Is Surprisingly Simple. Just Do Right. Live An Honorable Life.