My grandfather, Andrew Ovie Huseby, used to say he lived in a little sod house on the North Dakota prairie. It was so small that he could cook, eat breakfast, brush his teeth, and never leave the side of his bed. His wife got very tired of keeping the house clean and finally put her foot down and said if he wanted to remain married, they needed to move into town and live like decent folks. He got the message, eventually giving up farming and becoming a jeweler and the town undertaker. He said that he got in the business of marrying and burying the town folk.
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