This man made my day last week when he successfully broke into my rental car. We had been shoveling snow and letting the cars heat up in the driveway when my lovely wife, Terri, moved the car back about 6 feet to make some room so I could shovel some more snow out from in front of it. The next time we tried to get in, the doors were all locked. Don't ask me how it happened except maybe it was because she was wearing gloves and the door locks on GM vehicles have a kind of rocker switch located much too close to the handle so if you're not careful when you're pushing the door open, you can inadvertently re-lock it. It doesn't help that the car is always trying to lock you in every time you put it in gear, a feature on modern cars I find quite annoying. So this guy saved the day using some magic tools that allow him to get into any car at any time. I'm sure glad that the people who have these skills are so trustworthy . But can anyone identify him? I'll give you a hint. If you went to St. John's, you'll have an advantage over others since he didn't go to Bishop O'Reilly.

When he first showed up at the door, I began to recognize him and I could see he was struggling to remember me too. And then it hit me! It's....