The gift that keeps on maiming    My friend, Jackie Holloway, always had cooler stuff than I did while we were growing up, so when I got the chance I always enjoyed spending a weekend at his house. He had guns, and a mini bike, and right across the road from his house was a sand plant, where they dug frac sand out of the ground There were several acres of waste sand, which we used as a substitute for the Sahara Desert, so we could play Rat Patrol.