I come from a long line of worriers—three generations on my mom’s side, with a few mental incapacities scattered on both sides—women only. So why would I choose the RV life? It really is not suited to worriers. After all, a coward dies a thousand deaths, a brave man dies just once. But I am rooting for the cowards because they can be the secret heroes if they persist, overcoming odds, snatching victory from the jaws of … maybe not defeat, but fear. We should not confuse worriers with cowards.
