I did not have my license for a long time and was forced to ride long distances because of the poor public transit system in my city. They are building light rail into down town and they don't even have a decent bus system. I remember riding over 60 miles in one day shortly after getting out of jail for 31 days(complete lack of physical activity). I bought a new bicycle seat that day, because no amount of gel and padding was sufficient. When I wore that seat out a smaller and harder saddle was sufficient because I was officially a hard ass (in the exact sense of the word). I had to go to manditory AA and CA meetings to get free housing where the plight of drug addiction made every aspect of my life more tolerable and it was in this setting that Bob my counsler announced to everyone that my 9 month vigil and 1000's of dollars had netted me my license back. The round of applause was very similar to the admission of one year sober to a 12 year heroine addiction. That moment of time frozen in my memory makes every ache go away. Mrs. Frost the founder of EVMC that gave me more motivation and memories than I can remember of dad, died at 63 on April 8th of liver faliure. How many great people like this do we meet every day and who is to say the compacity dosn't lie in our own selfs. It is up to every individual to obtain the knowledge that greatness is not mesured in owning anything, but giving everything of yourself to others. This is the lesson she has tought me.