ONCE UPON A time, there was a boy (me)who was blessed, as had been generations of his family, with both the desire and the strong back to excel at digging holes and carrying bags of cement and mixing mortar and felling trees and the like, and he was always happiest when he was busting his ass, a situation wherein joy meets ability and opportunity and thus should have been a simple path to bliss but was complicated because the boy had also been cursed with a weird second toe, a Morton's toe, sometimes called a Viking toe, a condition impacting roughly 20 percent of the world's population, wherein the second toe is longer than the big toe.
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