Life is full of choices. Some are like the 3 doors on "Let's Make a Deal', not all that important in the big picture of things. Others are critical alternatives that might very well change the courses of our personal histories. Some of these options involve taking some chances. At this point I think I better defer to Mr Sinatra on this one..."regrets I've had a few." Sure, I have some regrets too and most of them, when I get right down to it, involve chances I should have taken. I'm not talking life and dead here. Just rolled the dice a little bit more here or there. They were decisions that I think I should have made. I kick myself on a few of them, on others I have no idea as to what my success or failure rate would have been. Some of these regrets have been shared with some members of my family and inner circle. Some, I've kept deep within myself. And no, we're not going to harvest them here in the open. That's a 'crop choice' that's mine alone. I'd probably have better luck with Monty Hall anyway.