For What It’s Worth Dept. — Formative Experiences
When I was three I had a tricycle accident and fell face first onto the ground, with a dowel in my mouth. I had a hole in the roof of my mouth for at least half a year, which slowly healed and is now but a scar. (One of many.)
I went parachute jumping three times when I was in college. It was a rush. The guys who persuaded me…
