Well, looks like I’ve got myself a brand-new hip! They say third time’s the charm—though if you ask me, that’s two times too many. Back in February, I never imagined a fractured hip would still be holding me hostage by late September. But then again, I also never put “seven-month staph infection” on my 2024 bingo card. Life comes at you fast… and sometimes with IV antibiotics. But here’s the thing: it wasn’t all doom and gloom. Along the way, I discovered daily blessings—big and small. My wife Jane, whose love and support have been amazing; my kids [READ MORE]