Richard, who, after all, was named for his father and so inherited his nickname of "Dick" wouldn't have hated his name as much if his last name wasn't Shrinker. It was the first inkling that his life was not destined to be lucky. His bad luck continued when his father went to work one morning and got lost, for the rest of Richard's life. At least he didn't pretend to go out for cigarettes. The Senior Dick didn't even smoke.

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