That walk -- Susan coming to me and me walking her to the ladies room all the way over to the west side of the tower -- that probably saved my life,

In general, when a panic attack is coming on, the best thing to do is slow down. Walk more slowly, talk more slowly, breathe more slowly.

The notion that I had walked twelve hundred miles since Rotterdam filled me with a legitimate feeling of something achieved. But why should the thought that nobody knew where I was, as though I were in flight from bloodhounds or from worshipping corybants bent on dismemberment, generate such a feeling of triumph? It always did.

Now I've got my back to him. I'm starting to walk out. Then I hear, 'Now ladies and gentlemen, introducing the United States Marine Corpse band.' I decided I wouldn't even go to the restroom, ... I came right back.

The first thing I said to Susan in the emergency room was, 'Honey, you're just going to have to realize that we were blessed to have 14 incredible years with Teddy. He's gone.'

You watch him walk and it's like he's walking barefoot on glass.