About 47 years ago I participated on the Mackinac Bridge walk, normally a yearly event on Labor Day in Michigan. The bridge is five miles long with a one mile approach on each end. The bridge connects the upper and lower peninsulas of Michigan. I was not walking, but riding on a very early prototype of a tiny electric 3 wheeled scooter due to my disability. As the incline goes up on the bridge, the couplings become further apart, this allowed my wheels to fall into the openings and I had to be assisted out each time I got stuck. I was wearing a winter coat and thought I might freeze to death with the high winds and mist. A freighter went under the bridge and blew its fog horn and I about wet myself. The bridge authority has drivers who will drive your car across if you are too frighted to do it yourself. Many years later when I worked for State Police we had to dispatch a helicopter to the bridge to help search for a Yugo vehicle that had been blown off the bridge. I'm so ...