Tim Waguespack, who was in his thirties, was successful as a florist in Potts City. He prospered; and was regarded as the best florist on the left coast. His flower arrangements won prizes; he made a handsome income, and he was known as a ladies' man.
Teen boys looked up to him. He was a megastar among the flower arrangers.
However, one day he got a spot of religion. A really serious one; well beyond the tract-distributing stage. As a matter of fact, he got it in his head to join the Dominican order.
He told his family and friends; and they tried to change his mind. However arguments they made to him, he still talked about joining a religious order and living a different, better life. Finally, in desperation they called on his greatly admired Uncle Hugh. Uncle Hugh was a man of the world. And good at it too! When Uncle Hugh got the idea, he flew from Missouri on a red-eye to have a heart-to-heart talk with his nephew.
Like I said, no amount of arguments by family or friends could cause Tim Waguespack to continue his lifestyle in Potts City. But Uncle Hugh was eventually successful. He told Tim that if he became a member of a religious order, there would be no more getting laid!
It really came down to everyone realizing that only Hugh could prevent florist friars.