FEAR IS FOR SUCKERS

CHAPTER 20:

FEAR IS FOR SUCKERS

We tiptoe through life hoping to safely make it to death.

—Unknown

When I lived in New Mexico, a friend of mine took me to this cave she’d heard

about up in the Jemez Mountains. “It’s more like a big hole in the ground,

actually,” she said, “but I hear it’s pretty cool.” She didn’t do a great job of

selling it, especially when she got to the part about how we’d have to crawl

around on all fours the whole time, but I wasn’t really listening to her anyway.

Caves don’t interest me, no matter what size they are; I was only going for the

road trip and the hike through the mountains and this great burger place that I

discovered the last time I was up there. The cave was just a necessary part of the

trip, like stopping for gas.