My uncle used to coach basketball, and he had a player who he thought was slacking off. He made the kid run laps once. The kid took off around the gym, and suddenly there was a loud SNAP! The kid, completely unfazed, simply said, "Oh, broke a bolt". Turned out he had an artificial foot and a bolt in it had broken. He went to his locker, got out a few tools, and replaced the bolt.
Struggling with estrangement from 2 adult children and dont know where to go from here.



