(Bridgman, Michigan) With all the best intentions in the world, Natalie went to play tennis with us on Friday at the high school’s courts, and, when she backed up to return a lob, she tripped over her feet and fell on her right thumb and broke and dislocated it. The first words out of her mouth were: “I broke my thumb!!” She is, of course, right-handed, so she was none too happy to be motoring first to the walk-in clinic in Stevensville and then Lakeland’s emergency room in Saint Joseph to have her thumb set right. I sat right there by her side as the nurse practitioner set Natalie’s thumb, and I can say she didn’t say a word. Not one word. That’s my amazing wife. She is not only the love of my life, she is my role model. She’s doing a lot better today, but she has sworn off tennis for the rest of her days, noting that she hadn’t played since high school and probably had no business being out there on the court with us. Still, she showed great form before her fall. And, when she is able, she will spend the rest of the fall riding her new bicycle, walking, and doing yoga. No more tennis for Natalie. Sorry, Charley.