I first heard Ray LaMontagne’s haunting ballad, “Trouble,” at Caffe Umbria’s espresso bar on Occidental Place. Obsessed, with the lyrics on a loop in my head, I had to have the CD. “Listen, just listen,” I said to Leslie....
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...
On my birthday, many years ago, I remember one particular pronouncement from one particular neurologist, “This won’t kill you,” this being my condition, Adrenomyeloneuropathy. The delivery was brusque but honest. Hearing it was a relief at the time. It moved me from...
This is not a typical romance. I didn’t fall on one knee to ask Leslie to marry me, even though that move was somewhat possible twenty years ago. It was a drawn-out discussion, the question of what we might be to each other, beginning with her rather pointed...
I followed the Peanuts as a kid, from comic strips and television specials to birthday cards and stuffed animals. Their adventures spoke to me: the remote teacher, the sports trials, the neighborhood sparring. I reserved a special place for Snoopy. Flying Ace defeats...
Conferences don’t have to be a full-contact sport. Case in point: the ASHOKO Youth Venture Showcase which “supports youth to create positive social change through the application of business principles.” Aspirational goals. Individual action. Civic...
It passed without notice, July 1st, the anniversary of my formal diagnosis that gave my increasing mobility problems and troubling physical symptoms a whopper of a name. Adrenomyeloneuropathy. Does this moment deserve notice? I’m ambivalent. It wasn’t a...
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...
My first dear Corgi, Vippy, was a yearling when I was diagnosed with Adrenomyloneuropathy in 1996. Walks with him were slow affairs. Partly because he was seriously sniffy and a bit of a garbage mouth. Partly because I was dragging myself in those early days of my...
“Social Media + Traditional Media = Crazy Awesome!” Sponsored by Net Squared Greater Seattle. Location: Northwest Work Lofts, 3131 Western Avenue, Suite 303, Seattle, WA. I’m trying to improve my social media skills, and I’m intrigued by...
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