 But it opened up much brighter days when my sister then would come into the bedroom and open the drapes, sit me up in the wheelchair, wheel me to the living room, and park my chair in front of a music stand, much like this one, and on it she would plop a big Bible. And she'd put into my mouth a long mouth stick with a rubber-tipped end, and I would sit there all day in the living room, flipping through pages of the Bible this way and that, trying to make sense of it all.