David Hollingsworth is a full-time dad, technology executive, speaker and part-time athlete, constantly trying to challenge himself to grow and improve. He is a spinal injury survivor, having recovered from a severe accident in 2004. He had to learn to stand and walk all over again. Since then, David has moved from a wheelchair to walking, running, cycling and swimming. He ran a half-marathon, completed a triathlon and one of the toughest bike rides in the country. David also writes and speaks about overcoming obstacles and getting past fear to the fun on the other side.

You Better, You Bet!

If you’ve ever been the younger sibling to an older brother, you’ve likely had some good memories, as well as others you’d rather not remember. In some cases, there are memories that are impossible to forget. My brother Jim was nothing if not memorable. He was good looking, athletic, and charming to a fault. He…

Basketball Jones

A key part of growing up in Indiana is a love for all things basketball. If you’ve seen the movie “Hoosiers”, it’s hard not to root for the underdog team from Hickory High, but the thing is, it’s loosely based on a true story, where the Milan Indians (a school of under 200) outlasted over…

Blizzard of ’78

My late January birthday always seemed to carry with it a blast of winter weather. Even if the winter had been mild up to that point, January 27th brought snow, sleet, ice and frequently Arctic weather and sub-zero wind-chill temperatures. The previous week seemed mild enough. We had snow on the ground, but temperatures hung…

Snow Days

Winters in North-Central Indiana were rarely mild. Every year, we’d have snow as early as Halloween, and as late as April Fool’s Day. In between, we’d get regular snow fall, with the occasional lake-effect snowstorm blowing in off of Lake Michigan, which would bring a wave of blocked roads, sliding cars….and school cancellations. Whenever snow…

Road Test

The final barrier between a 16-year old and (relative) freedom is getting actual drivers’ license. Now, by this point, I had been driving a little over a year, but on a learners’ permit, and with a parent sitting in the passenger seat. I was ready to graduate from two wheels and parental supervision to four-wheeled…