Your “Just in Case” Insurance

I used to get made fun of as a kid. I was the one who came to school with a backpack as big as I was, filled to its capacity with school supplies. From pencils to gauze pads (just in case my pencil slipped when writing notes and I cut my hand, of course), I had it all tucked nicely into my scoliosis maker.
I blamed it on my mom. I told my snickering peers that she was overprotective and I had to lug around my “just in case” bag to keep her off my back. But really, it was all me. I was the epitome of a boy scout – always prepared no matter what situation I was in. It was in my blood, and still is. Click here to read more »







