If the only thing we ever pull from a bad situation is a story we can share in the next woe-is-me competition, at least it was good for something. Just kidding, no one wants to hear that crap. Well, almost no one. I’ve often heard that a small percentage does indeed want to hear how tough we have it...

Five miles or so from where Cindy and I have lived since we got married, there's a giant oak tree by a sharp turn on a gravel road that could have spelled my demise had I been two feet farther to the right. It was 1995 and I was on my way to meet some friends to engage in a variety of inappropriate ...