The first time I saw lma was my last pre-
scooter trip. I had my cane but only used it sporadically. I walked very, very slowly. Danny and the boys (with my cane in the backpack) took off at their typical high speed clip and walked about 2/3 of the way up the steps. You know....the steps in the middle that have no handrail

. By the time I got to where they were I thot if I could work up the energy that I would die. I sat there desperately trying to breathe and furiously wishing horrible things to happen to my husband for doing that to me. I remembered nothing of the show other than how miserable I was.

The next trip I had the scooter. This time I actually saw the show. I still was not overly impressed by it, but at least I could breathe.