I am on a roller coaster which is click clacking up a steep incline. Lily, my eight-year-old granddaughter, is sitting next to me. "This is boring," she laments, gazing languidly over the side of ... [+]
I have never been a big believer in luck. The concept that success is a result of actions out of our control and hidden to reality. But fortune. I can get behind fortune. For where luck leaves ambiguity, fortune reveals truth. Fortune is the manifestation of luck and effort interwoven. No more was that reality made clearer to Rodney than when he arrived home one afternoon after a long day of school and football practice. At nine years old, Rodney thought about sports incessantly. If he wasn't at baseball, soccer, football, hockey, or basketball practice he was competing in some way, shape, or