Here's the story... of the man named Brady, otherwise known as "Mike" (to his loving wife, Carol), "Mr. Brady" (to his devoted housekeeper, Alice), and/or "Dad" (to the rest of the Bunch). An architect, Mike Brady is the proud designer of the famous Brady house, with every color, every brick and every sheet of Formica hand-picked by him. He loves his house so much that he was the only one in the neighborhood who would not sell his property to a big ol' developer who wanted to turn the neighborhood into a shopping mall.
But money is not important to Mike Brady, and he's not the kind of guy who worries about going along with everybody else. What's important to him is his family, and in his family he can always be counted on to dish out advice whenever anyone needs it, and his convoluted philosophy is legendary. Consider these pearls of wisdom offered to youngest daughter Cindy: "When you tattle on someone, you're not just telling on them, you're telling on yourself. You're telling them, 'Hey, I'm a tattletale.' Now is that the tale you want to tell."
Bet you never thought of it like that!
Night-table reading: "Jonathan Livingston Seagull" by Richard Bach.
Favorite sport: potato sack racing.
