There was a man who got along with everyone, because he told everyone what they wanted to hear, and did whatever they wanted to do, and as a result, appeared to be the epitome of good health. Another man, of strong values, who appeared to have problems getting along with everyone and anyone, usually found himself in arguments or fights, battered and bruised and with parts broken.

Forty years later the second man was of viable character and strength at eighty years old, while the first, who had never contradicted another, was thirty nine years in the grave, having died of internal bleeding.

Roger McManus