School Story:
When we were all in the eighth grade, I was not doing well remembering the details of my constitutional right to remain silent. In a lunch time encounter with Jerry Holden, in the alley out behind the Stanfield Grocery he explained it to me, while sitting on my chest and beating it into my head with his fists, that, in the words of Solomon (Ecclesiastes, Chapter3) "there is a time to speak, and A TIME TO KEEP SILENT!"
His fists seemed to use Morse Code (Whap, Whap, WHAP - pause - WHAP, WHAP!) and until that time, no one had explain so thoroughly the benefits of remaining silent, and how superior that option was over the alternate right of free speech.
The wisdom he shared with me in that manner allowed me to avoid getting my nose ever broken again while expressing an unsolicited opinion! OK, I did get my nose broken again when I was in my 30's but that was the result of a snow-skiing accident, not the result of excess verbage!