HAPP-ENINGS | MICHAEL HAPP - PUBLISHER
Back when I was a whole lot younger, and quite a bit dumber, while covering the state wrestling tournament in Omaha, I decided one night during the event to go out on the town with some friends.
It was a great night, but as one day turned into another, I realized that it was time I head back to my hotel and get some much-needed sleep. As I returned, before I got on the elevator, in the lobby I encountered a bundle of newspapers sitting on the floor.
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