"Emily Post's Etiquette, 17th Edition" is well-written and well-organized. That is of key importance considering this book is 896 pages long. Post's style is easy and conversational, keeping you from feeling like you're getting bogged down and welcoming you to continue reading. If you have a specific etiquette question, you will be able to find answer quickly and easily due to attention paid to book's structure. The table of contents and index are intuitive. The chapters are broken up and easy to navigate through effective use of headings and subheadings. Indexed tabs are even thoughtfully included.

Peggy Post has done an excellent job with "Emily Post's Etiquette, 17th Edition." She has provided a guide that allows for more casual nature of modern society while honoring simple courtesy and civility that will never be out of style.

Well, before I can attempt to get him out of this cult, I have to try to understand it. I’m already sensing attraction for Hugh. Soccer seems to have its biggest following down in South America, huge crowds there attend games and just go bonkers over it. I’m sure Hugh likes fact that all those people are so passionately into sport, and he also appreciates fact that those South Americans like to play free and easy with rules. I guess you would say its kinda like Ric Flair soccer. If game is going badly, coach just makes up a few new rules, distracts ref, and then gets his team back into game. Hugh would appreciate that kind of sportsmanship, in fact, he and his sons have been going to school recently in order to learn to how to referee soccer games. That way, Hugh, Will, and Ross can not only play but they can also take bribes and skim off coaches of other teams as well. This little gambit could end up being so lucrative for Hugh that he might end up retiring from his job and devoting himself full-time to pari-mutuel soccer. Only in America, you know.

Well, it’s my duty to get Hugh out of this cult - he’s starting to kick his dirty underwear around house, and just other day he spent twenty minutes telling me about how much a soccer ball should weigh. It’s just too much, and I’m puzzled as to how to handle it. So please, loyal readers, for Hugh’s sake and for preservation of Brotherhood, I humbly ask you for your help. Please send Hugh an email at: hfoskey@cox.net

...tell him that you love him, and remind him that Ray and I miss him here in Brotherhood. Perhaps, if enough expressions of love and kindness find their way to him, he’ll come to his senses, and then go with Ray and I to wherever Amazonian women hang out in order for us to beg them to come out to another soccer game...