My knee is healing well, but one of the things I miss is walking with a cane. Not because it makes you feel like Sherlock Holmes (the Basil Rathbone or Jeremy Brett Holmes, not Robert Downey Jr.), but because it gives you a whole new perspective about human kindness.

Even in congested and not-always-laid-back LA, a cane brings out the best in people. Walking into a store and having teenagers trying to help you out, even if they look like they are going to trip with their pants hanging down around their knees. Or walking into mall and having an 80- something "litte old lady" open the door for me!

People smiling, people giving me wide berth, I better rethink this walking-without-a-cane lifestyle. Canes are more than an aid for walking.

Maybe I could even get one with a sword…
One can only dream…

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