My Irish taskmaster mom was the original Company Gunny.
The Larkin children always finished the school year with zero sick days.
So a couple weeks after caddying for Charlie, I woke up with a high fever and sharp stomach pains. Mom told me to walk it off.
So I rode my bike to the club, caddied 18 holes, and returned home. Symptoms worsened.
24 hours later, my appendix was removed. Gangrene oozing naturally.
I survived.