Who is Dave Barry

David McAlister Barry (born July 3, 1947) is an American author and columnist who wrote a nationally syndicated humor column for the Miami Herald from 1983 to 2005. He has also written numerous books of humor and parody, as well as comic novels and children's novels. Barry's honors include the Pulitzer Prize for Commentary (1988) and the Walter Cronkite Award for Excellence in Journalism (2005).

Barry has defined a sense of humor as "a measurement of the extent to which we realize that we are trapped in a world almost totally devoid of reason. Laughter is how we express the anxiety we feel at this knowledge."

Early life and education

Barry was born in Armonk, New York where his father, David W. Barry, was a Presbyterian minister. He was educated at Wampus ...
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Jamiedupree: chaplain barry black opened the u.s. senate today with more than a prayer. it was a call for congress to do something to prevent school shootings. "when babies die at a church school, it is time for us to move beyond thoughts and prayers."
Dubabasketball: i haven't been able to slam-dunk the basketball for the past five years. or, for the thirty-eight years before that, either. ~dave barry
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Ballade Of The Midnight Forest
 by Andrew Lang

Still sing the mocking fairies, as of old,
Beneath the shade of thorn and holly-tree;
The west wind breathes upon them, pure and cold,
And wolves still dread Diana roaming free
In secret woodland with her company.
'Tis thought the peasants' hovels know her rite
When now the wolds are bathed in silver light,
And first the moonrise breaks the dusky grey,
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