My son Ryan is considered an "Aspergers" boy, or high functioning autistic, though I have really grown to ignore the labels. He was with me at Safeway the other day. As we left the parking lot, we passed a man who sits there every day with his two dogs, holding a hand made sign asking for money. I had seen him many times, but Ryan had not. As I drove past him Ryan yelled with great urgency "Mom, wait! There's a man there with his dogs! He has a sign. We need to read it!" When I asked him why, he thought for a minute and said, "Maybe he's lost."
Thursday, September 27, 2007
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You write so well and have so many great stories. You should write a book. Who knows? It might sell and pay for a few nice things!!
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