So on the sunny Sunday March 8, I was heading for the Subway sandwich shop in the local shopping center in my speedy Permobil C500. A slender, gray-haired 50-something woman smiles at me and says...


"Wow! Even YOU are out today."

Yeah, Toots. We hideous mutants of the indoors need a little fresh air once and a while. I wanted to abduct her to the nearest church steeple so I could holler, "Sanctuary!!!"