Years ago, I dreaded the approach of April Fool’s Day much more than I do nowadays. Why, you may ask? Was I not a good sport in the past? Yes, I was. I had to be.
Back then at age twenty-one, I was a teeny weeny bit naive. Um, maybe I should say very naive. Oh, all right, I was more than very naive; I was extraordinarily gullible, and so I was easily taken in by April Fool’s Day pranks.
