There's something I've wanted to say here for a long time.

[NBachers]

68. My best friend broke his neck in high school. He was in a chair 'till he died recently in his 60's.

We piloted him around in that chair in every state of mind you could imagine- straight, drunk, high, and tripping. His will, his extraordinary attitude, and the love that surrounded him is what kept him going all those years.

I know what it is to dream and long for a day when the miracle of walking will allow you to leave that chair behind.

And, I was a prisoner of a different kind myself, for years. I know the dreams and images of freedom that overtake your mind, your soul, your spirit, and your determination.

Keep walking - keep working - keep being grateful for every small miracle - I've been reading you here for a long time - you are part of the solution, and we need you - Thank you for being on our side, and pulling us along with you.