I can still hear these words like it was yesterday. Mom yelling….

“Michael Anthony Foti, hang up your clothes!”

 And if your mom was like mine, when she added your middle name (or started counting) you knew your were in big trouble (and to this day, I still can’t figure out why ‘counting’ worked, but I digress).

And while I know I caused my parents less gray hair than my older and more mischievous brother Frank, this still didn’t always make me…