Failure 1 Despite my best efforts, I couldn’t hold back the tears. It was one of the very few times I cried in front of my mother growing up. When I was a little kid my grouchy next door neighbour (whose name was literally “Oscar”) saw me crying and told me that “real men don’t cry.” And ever since then, I did everything in my power to keep from crying. But I had zero control in this moment; the water works began before we left the parking lot. I had just "failed" to make the rep …