My brother, the Professional

Here is another funny little story from Lehman as told by my mom. "Yesterday Lehman took a little spill on his bike. A scraped knee to the minimum….didn’t even bleed. He was hobbling around, playing it for all it was worth, and I teased him that with his terrible war wound he couldn’t play soccer. He replied, Yeah unless it starts feeling better and not hurting so bad, I’ll just play like an amateur.”