Yeah, and when I was I boy I had to walk 5 miles to school in snow up to your shoulder blades and it was uphill both ways.
My how things, perspectives, reality changes when we get older.
A couple years back I took my wife and we met up with my folks back in IA to see family and friends who I had not seen in about 35 years and were getting older and starting to die off. It was amazing how small that community was and neighbors I thought lived 10 miles away were about 1/2 mile across the field, literally. The small farming towns were a lot closer together than I had remembered and the town I was born in (Burlington) was less than 20 minutes from my grandfathers farm when I was sure it was an hour and a half to get there.
Then, the stories that get told. Yeah, well, good luck with that blade. You may want some lessons from Luke Skywalker, Jim Bowie, and all the other legends real and fictional that you can pull together.
Have a Great Day, Brent