Life is a strange thing. Here I am, living my life to it’s absolute fullest while I’m surrounded by death almost all the time – on the news, in the windows of butchers… not that I walk past many butchers… or, in fact, spend much time watching the news these days. But nothing was more of a stark reminder of life’s fragility than when I was staring death in the face 48 times in the back of a pickup truck.