Some of my colleagues here at the Addison Independent often joke that stories from my childhood remind them of something out of the “Our Gang” comedies of the 1930s. Reporter John Flowers refers to me and my old childhood buddy Donnie Andresen as Spanky and Alfalfa (if you are young and don’t recognize those names just YouTube them into your Google machines, or do a tweet or something). Now Spanky isn’t a name I would wish on anyone, but I proudly wear the Spanky badge.