Boys, Bumps and Blood

For Clarence, a two-year-old Minnesota boy, the terrible twos were terrible. His mother was killed in an auto accident, boiling water scalded his arm, and a rooster nearly pecked out one of his eyes. Things weren't much better at six. Tumbling into a stream, a broken bottle pierced his elbow and doctors contemplated amputating the arm. At eight, his luck changed. During a summer at an Ojibwe Indian camp, he took on a new identity as White Eagle, found friends, developed skills, and gained w...