On this Labor Day weekend, I think it appropriate to tell an old story about a man named Smith. He died and then regained consciousness in the next world. He looked out over a vast expanse of pleasant country. After resting comfortably for a while in a delightful spot, he called out, “Is anybody around here?” An attendant, dressed in white, appeared and said gravely, “What do you want?” Smith asked, “What can I have?” The attendant replied, “You can have anything you want.” Smith named some of his favorite foods. They were presented immediately on a tray and were delicious.

Next, he called for some games. They were brought on command and he had fun. Out on the golf course, he never sliced and his putting was fantastic (that’s not actually in the story, but I just added that little editori…