I’m not one of those die-hards who plans their lives around watching the Olympics, wrapped in nationalistic fervor, but I’m always glad to catch glimpses of the events. Last night, in a restaurant, I was mesmerized by men’s figure skater, Adam Rippon. Pure strength and pure beauty. He won the bronze. Then I think, “How many hours, days, months, years has that man spent on the ice?” Every Olympian has.. Read More