I'm trying to think if I have any of those things. I'm pretty fortunate that I've never endured any serious tragedy in my life (beyond the normal losses of elderly family members). If I really allow myself to think about my grandma or my favorite dog (both of whom died around the same time), then I could definitely start crying pretty easily. But I ugly-cry. I don't know about you guys, but I ugly-cry. Bob can cry and still be . . . pretty.
