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It was my aunt who taught me the meaning of honesty. Not because she actually was honest, but because she lied all the time. I think she felt that the easiest way out of any given situation was generally the best way out. And, for her, that meant telling a lie that sounded so believable. As a young child I thought it was cool to lie and get out of things so easily. And, naturally, when I would come to her with a problem, concern or a question wondering what I should do, she of course would advise me to lie.

"Aunt Linda, I told Jeff that I would go to the movies with him, but I would rather go to Kevin's house and go to the mall with him. 

"Tell Jeff you're sick,  she would say. And most often I would. But I didn't seem blessed with her lack of conscience. On many occasions Jeff would find out that I really went to Kevin's house and to the mall without him. These occasions taught me that it is mo

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