I used to have a job cleaning at a hospital. One time when I had to clean in the psych ward a guy in a wheelchair told me he could kick my ass. First I wondered how that could be possible. Then I asked why he would say that. He explained that he could kick my ass in a game of chess. He was a Vietnam vet and I would have loved to stay and talk with him, but I had work to do. I think about that from time to time and hope that everything worked out well for him.