That’s nothing. In the 80’s my uncle Lonnie got shot down at every major airline. He once commanded a flotilla in Curaçao. Fought in three wars, one of which he started. Over two non-consecutive summers in the 70’s he cornered the Texas fly swatter market. He trained falcons for three Saudi Sheikhs. He threw a no-hitter in the minor leagues. In Mexico he volunteered as a coyote. Once he swam the English Channel high on LSD. And still, crickets...