During the week he was always dressed in a dark suit, a white shirt, and an expensive tie. On Saturday mornings he wore blue jeans and a flannel shirt. He was a vice president of a large corporation. He was a very successful corporate executive, but on Saturdays he was just another guy. At least that's what his neighbors thought.

As he pushed his two-year-old lawn mower out into the sun one Saturday morning, he cheerfully greeted his neighbor as she was pulling out of her driveway next door. Then he bent over to pull the starter cord. Nothing happened. He pulled it again, but nothing happened. He pulled it a third time and the mower coughed and sputtered and acted like it wanted to start, but it did not. He adjusted the choke and gave it another short, snappy pull. Again nothing happened.…