I critique market-based medicine not because I haven't seen its heights but because I've seen its depths.
It sounds like something from a Woody Guthrie song, but it's true; I was raised in a freight car.
It was all a back-handed blessing, and my friends were the ones who kept the faith, read my work, and urged me to submit it to publishers (by sending it out for me - they would not hear no for an answer.