...Joe had taken off on one of his impulsive walks to an old downtown
tavern without considering the lack of sure footing. On a good day, with
dry cement under his feet, Joe shuffled with an occasional sideways
wobble. Put ice and snow underfoot and his walk was an invitation for
disaster. Miraculously, Joe was cold but unharmed, except that he
couldn't get back on his feet. Julie helped him up and took him home,
then came looking for me, since she knew I was his primary caregiver .