I’ve loved the Olympics for as long as I can remember. Whether it’s the Summer Games or the Winter, it’s astonishing to see people level-up to superhero status while executing incredible feats of strength or endurance or artistry; things regular folks like me could never do. The first Olympics I remember was when I was …
“Never, give up!”
There was a period of time a few years ago when every negative thing that happened in anyone's life was considered the product of bullying. I’ll admit, we played it fast and loose with the term and the playground was pegged as the ultimate battlefield for a child's self-worth. If another kid made fun of …
