The settlement over my son’s death finally came through. The city referred to it as an “award,” one of the stranger definitions of that word. I’ve begun spending it. As …
Politics and Poltroons
Once in a while, it helps to vent. When it appears things in Washington have settled down for a while, I try to pick an issue I care about and …
Changes in Altitude, Changes in Attitude
Back when it was time to stop drinking and doping myself into oblivion or worse I started attending 12-step meetings. No one ever said people with disabilities couldn’t have these …
Terri Is Gone But Infotainment Lives On
I’m sick of the high-profile news stories: Scott Peterson, Robert Blake, Michael Jackson, the courthouse shooter, and now the Schiavo-Schindler family fracas. “Infotainment,” I’ve heard it called. The Terri Schiavo …
Million Dollar Baby
This is a hard time for me. The first of March is the one-year anniversary of my son’s death. I really don’t know what to say about that, except, I’m …
POLITICS: Where we’ve come from, where we’re going, and where we better
Life is political-along with other things, of course. We live in society and our social lives are political. That’s pretty obvious. We deal with politics on a daily basis and …
In the World
Nathasha asked me to write about the way I, as a disabled person, perceive and move through the world. Being disabled is just one aspect of myself. Like being an …
The French-Mex Connection
In 1966, I was traveling around Mexico. I had a sturdy ’56 Volvo 444, and some money. Through my dad and his work with a director named John Sturgis, I’d …
What A Year!
What a year it’s been, eh? The external world is wobbling like a drunken top-seems like more than usual, but I’ve been looking back over my life span and I …