The Cost of Inattentiveness
My husband tells a story of a time when he was a little boy. He was rapidly running through the house with his younger brother chasing him. He chose to focus his attention on his brother, so with his head turned, staring intently behind him, he placed his arm forward to push open the storm glass door for a quick escape to the yard. Unfortunately, since he was not watching where he was going, he missed the latch, and the full force of his arm went through the glass door instead. As the oldest...
