At the construction site of a new church, the contractor stopped to chat with one of his workmen.
"Kevin," he asked casually, "Didn't you once tell me that you had a brother who was a bishop?"
"That I did."
"And you are a bricklayer! It sure is a funny world. Things in life aren't divided equally, are they?"
"No, that they are not," agreed Kevin, as he proudly slapped the mortar along the line of bricks. "My poor brother couldn't do this to save his life!"