When I was 6, I wanted to be a pirate, but my Mom was kind enough to NOT schedule surgery to remove one eye, one hand, and one leg.
As a kid, my siblings and I played blind tag in our ‘second home’: a 40’ maple on our farm. We kept our grip and footing faithfully.
Then at age 11 I wanted to be Tarzan, jumping from tree limb to tree limb. I fell and broke my left femur. That really hoyt!