People often confide in me: deeply personal stories about bad accidents and tragedy averted, extensive outpourings about aunts with Multiple Sclerosis or fathers with Parkinson’s. I hear them in the security line at the airport from the agent tasked with...
What kind of shoes should a man who rarely walks wear? As a child, I wasn’t concerned with my wardrobe, but shoes mattered. On the field or the rink or the court. I was an equal opportunity competitor, so I amassed quite a collection: black Adidas soccer...
I’ve learned a lesson in community building, brought to me, once again, by Gus, a creature of few but consuming passions. His favorite neighborhood store, besides Rainbow Meats where he often gets pork cracklings and marrow bones, is Pioneer Pet Feed and Supply....
Nothing shifts perspective quite like a sudden change in mobility, and I’m always curious about how people process those changes. So I rushed to connect with a woman sporting an ankle boot as I rolled home with Gus who pulled to make contact, too. She told me...
A wheel that folds. Why would you want a wheel that folds? If you sit where I sit, why wouldn’t you? From process to product, I love everything about MORPH folding wheels, especially after handling them today. This invention hinges upon advocacy. Duncan...
Before I became a wheelchair user, I saw myself everywhere. Everywhere. Colleges seemed meant for me. And cars. Resorts would cater to me. Doors of restaurants would open, as would stadiums. All kinds of goods and services awaited me, so said the advertisements. How...
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