I was one of those kids who didn’t see any point in walking. I had a mean crawl that took me anywhere I wanted to go and I was really good at going places quickly.
My mother told me the story of watching the July 20, 1969 moon landing and how I was standing watching what was going on. She really thought that I was going to take unassisted steps just as Neil Armstrong walked on the moon. What happened was that I just fell down.