What is it about our love for the lowly number three? Amazon lists over two million books that begin with that word. It lurks in our common lexicon for many sayings, structures, beliefs, songs and theater:
Three strikes you’re out.
Third time’s a charm.
Bad things happen in threes: good things happen in threes.
Three blind mice, three little pigs and and three billy goats gruff.
Three persons in one God, three branches of government, and three bases in baseball.
The triangle sits on our currency and that shape is watched over by the third eye.
Three Penny Opera, Three Musketeers, and 3’s Company.
Three Stooges and Three Tenors who did not sing
Three Coins in the Fountain.
Charlie’s Angeles, Three Chipmunks, and Huey, Dewey and Louie (non of which can be confused with Charlie’s Angels.).
Three-word phrases carry potent emotion:
I love you!
Hang in there!
Got your back.
How are you?
Hold my hand.
Over and Out.
Three piece suits and three sheets to the wind (which might cause you to run a three-legged race or ride a tricycle). Maybe it’s because we have three bones in our ear that prompts our brain to create a fascination with three. I have no answer. Like Alice in Wonderland, I find it “curiouser, curiouser and curiouser.”