A HORSE WALKS INTO A BAR….(COMMENT).

A HORSE WALKS INTO A BAR….(COMMENT) My niece Molly commented here that, as I had hoped, she had shared with her daughter Mia one of the jokes that my father told at the dinner table (“Y is the fourth of July”). My father and mother made it a practice to include everyone at the dinner table in the conversation. From time to time my father would tell us jokes he had heard that day. He would change the stories to make them suitable. I remember a story when my sister was in first grade which began, “A horse walked into Miss May’s classroom…..”