Porter took this one. I was sitting, wheezing, in St. Kevin’s Cell and prayed to the patron saint of asthmatics (who I hope is Saint Kevin) to help me make it the rest of the way up the mountain. Then I laid down until an old man walking by made fun of me.
I didn’t know there was a patron saint of asthmatics…Is it possible to become a matyr if you die from an asthma attack? Maybe if a bunch of heathens attack you with ragweed and pollen bombs.