This past weekend my husband was talking to our son about various life experiences and a story came up from his childhood. As a boy, my husband was crazy about playing sports. Baseball and basketball, mainly, but he loved other sports, too — almost anything he had the opportunity to play, he loved.

Fifth grade was the first time they didn't accept everyone who tried out for a spot on the basketball team. My husband was a late-bloomer as far as size went, but what he lacked in size he made up f...