One of the intruders, a mustachioed bug-eyed man with unkempt long hair, looked over the woman and asked for money and jewelry.

He had no idea why the story made news; it did not seem at all newsworthy to him.

The worse was the realization that this was my new reality. This too was Bill's debut as a husband of a quad and his first social gathering since June 22.

At last, as the discussion with the Flat-Earthers was becoming acrimonious, Ollie spoke up. “If you don’t believe it, Norton, that’s fine. I’ll tell you what to do. You go on out that front door and walk around to the back. There’s a great big pile of returnable beer and soda bottles there. Norm and Buddy and I put them out this morning. You bring back a couple of those bottles so we know you really went back there. You do that and I’ll personally take my shirt off and eat it.” […] But [Norton] didn’t take Ollie up on his offer to bring back a sampling of returnables from out back. None of them did.