He is my childhood friend. His father used to work in a coal mine and my friend lost one leg during a blast in the mines. He used to tell me how it happened. He was at his home and suddenly a large piece of coal came piercing through the roof and fell on his leg.
But I've never seen him cribbing about this nor does he ever give any excuse. He is as able as anyone else. In fact, more able than many of us. Interestingly, he is the one who taught me how to ride a bicycle.