Osler's Razor

There were some great entries for haiku Friday this week. However, there is one clear winner.

I'll just say... this was one of my all-time favorites. The topic was dumb things siblings do:

I would tell you, but
That would just open the door
To stories of me.

There is a sacred
Trust between us, a tight bond;
Sealed circle of trust.

Ha, ha! Just kidding!
He bleached his hair with Clorox!
Fried his little brain.

The dumbest part was
Not the bleach. It was telling
His big-mouthed sister.

So, just who is this "Carrie Willard?" Let's find out...

Born in Flander's Hillock, Wisconsin, in 1992, she was born into a family of some note in that area. Her parents built and ran the only commercial establishment in Flander;s Hillock, which everyone called "The General," and which consumed the equivalent of three city blocks. "The General" was a combination restaurant/tavern/Episcopal church/grocery store/bowling alley/beet farm/adult daycare facility/colon massage center/shoe store/cupcake emporium. In a typical day, Carrie would rise at 4 to make the cupcakes, water the beets, stock the shelves in the grocery, wait tables for breakfast, wax the bowling lanes, assist with a 7 am liturgy, and wash out the stables, all before heading off to school.

Her doggedness extended to her studies, and she graduated at 11 from Flander's Hillock High and Bakery. She was sent off to the University of Wisconsin, where she graduated after three semesters. Then, at age 15, she began law school, though part of the first year was interrupted by her work on the International Space Station. By age 17, she had completed law school, married Neil Alan Willard, and given birth to the first of their 7 children.

All hail, Carrie Willard!