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TRUE OR FALSE?

When I was a kid we went to visit friends whose old Dad, Harry, would sit by the radio all day long. He would listen very attentively. We would all get shushed while he would listen and then comment as to the truth of what he heard.

He would say "I believe it" or "I don't believe it" to the most standard of news items.

RADIO ANNOUNCER: "The stock market fell again today".

HARRY: "I believe it" (or "I don't believe it").

You couldn't predict the outcome.

He was especially funny listening to the old Ripley Believe it or Not show. He commented on everything and was often heard to argue with the announcer.

I thought of Harry today.

PALM BEACH GARDENS, Fla. (AP) - The last time cat-owner Kelly Levy saw her tiger-striped feline was before she took her husband to the airport. The 24-year-old came back to her house late Friday to find the bottom step, where Gracie Mae would usually be waiting, empty.
Levy tore the house apart looking for the 10-month-old tabby who had been spayed just days before. She and her dad took out bathroom tiles and part of a cabinet to check a crawl space and papered the neighborhood with "lost cat" signs.

Then she got a phone call.

"Hi, you're not going to believe this, but I am calling from Fort Worth, Texas, and I accidentally picked up your husband's luggage. And when I opened the luggage, a cat jumped out," Levy recalled the caller saying.

Gracie Mae had crawled into Seth Levy's black suitcase undetected, been put through an X-ray machine, loaded onto an airplane, thrown onto a baggage claim conveyor belt and picked up by a stranger.

The tabby made the 1,300-mile trip home on an $80 plane ticket Sunday night.

I don't believe it.