All of us dodge bullets, some more than others but even driving to the grocery store can be met with uncertainties and the bottom line is we never know when our time will come.
I just received a phone call from one of my friends asking me, “Did you hear? Evel Knievel died.” As soon as the lump in my throat left I asked what happened. According to the news report he had been in failing health for years, suffering from diabetes and pulmonary fibrosis, an incurable condition that scarred his lungs and Evil had passed away.
Just like every other kid having grown up in the 60’s I idolized Evel Knievel and all his stunts and he was the epitome of in your face, rebellious and I can do what I want, daredevil. In the 70’s his cockiness got him his own movie which really told it the way it was.