For the second time in as many years, our family watched the running of the Kentucky Derby. (This now officially qualifies the pastime as a Haus Jansen "tradition".)
Prior to the race, I said the names of the some of the horses, and after hearing a few of them, our five-year old daughter Teresa knew that Big Brown was going to win. Four-year old Cecilia concurred.
Why? For no other reason than that his name is Big Brown.
Given my first name, I tried to sell them on Colonel John, but they wouldn't be deterred.
And, of course, the rest is history.
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