Taking risks leads to courage, self-knowledge
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Tansi, ahnee and hello.
When I was a boy I had a friend named Mike Keewatin who lived in a foster home down the road from mine. He was a daredevil, one of those brash, swaggering, drop-of-the-hat kind of guys we all knew as children and I admired the high-hearted gallantry he brought to the playground of boys.
When I think of Mike these days I remember one scene in particular. There was
