Shel Silverstein famously wrote about Lester who wasted his wishes on wishing. The summer I turned ten, my brother was turning nine. We were visiting my grandfather in Bermuda. When we went to Church, our step grandmother told us we could make a wish any time we visit a Church for the first time. It made me think my parents should be rotating churches more often. After Mass, my brother announced that his wish was to make more money than me. I am fairly certain that telling your wish invalidates it according to Canon Law but he did reinforce my world view that everything is all about me. Mostly I thought his wish was foolish because Mom and Dad would surely always give us the same allowance. I cannot remember what I wished for but probably that the Dodgers would win another World Series. Kevin did make more money than me despite the bigger allowances I negotiated, although I am still optimistic that my investment in the lottery business is going to pay off big time. The Dodgers did win the World Series six more times after my wish. Just like Lester, I wasted my wish. I should have waited and wished for the Seattle Mariners to win a World Series because that will never happen without a miracle.