My childhood was spent playing in the forest with my brother and our friend Ryan. We lived out in the country and Ryan lived a few miles down the road. As I recall, we played together almost every day. The boys were always either playing some version of pioneers vs. Indians or Vietnam. This involved a lot of running. Since I didn’t get as worked up about either scenario, I pretty much just remember chasing after them all day, trying to keep up. In fact, to this day, I have incredibly strong, healthy ankles. I’ve never injured them, although it seems like everyone else has sprained an ankle at some point in their lives. 
This fall Ryan, our childhood friend, took his own life, leaving behind a wife and two children.