Thanks Lady M,

You are SOOOOOO right!

One of the coolest men's gatherings I went to (remember them back in the late 80s and early 90s....drumming in the woods...yalping...??) they passed out red tape and we marked each of our scars with red tape. Then, sitting around the campfire, we took turns telling about each of our scars. An incredible experience to hear the stories and fun to tell the stories of my own scars.

There are often deep lessons to be learned from scars.

Course some of the stories were, "I don't remember. I was really drunk. But they tell me I...."

Ron