When I retired in 2003, my Nova Scotia-born spouse and I moved to Halifax from Boston. Lock, stock and wheelchair. Family, friends, Canadian values, social justice, single-payer health, the great outdoors, the sea and Maritime culture all beckoned. We were here full-time until 2007, when it became too frustrating and impractical to continue. Why would I want to live in a place where my wheelchair and I are excluded every day, and told nothing will be done about it?