Until about the age of forty, I was a pretty good athlete. In high school, I was a three year varsity letterman in football and track & field.  In the Military, I ran track, winning a medal for our Squadron as the anchor leg of the 4x400 relay team.  I was a quick and elusive running back on the Squadron’s flag football team helping win the Base Championship two consecutive years. I returned home from the Military 60 pounds heavier than when I entered, but I could still chase down a racquetball and hold  my own in the over 30...

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