In Ireland there is a tradition that holds that a dying man may ask one last question, and that it be answered truthfully.
Seamus had come to the end of his days; his time on this planet was short. Gathered around him was his wife and his four sons. Three of his sons were fine, tall men but the fourth...wasn't. Aiden was a bit scrawny, and quite thin. Seamus says to his wife:
"Mary...I've not much time left. So I want to ask you something that's bothered me for many a day. Please tell me the t…