Blog2017-12-15T07:44:01-08:00

The Only Big Car Trip with My Parents

Being six in 1954 was eventful. In the summer, my dad piled the three of us into our 1953 two-toned green DeSoto, full of the aroma of new car. We headed out to see my paternal grandmother, aunts and cousin in Texas, where my dad was born and raised, and then Utah, where my mother spent her middle childhood and [...]

February 6th, 2019|

Weird foot

In my junior year at art college, I took psychedelic drugs from time to time.  I lived with a fellow artist in Oakland for a while, an ex-boyfriend who also played in a bluegrass band, so there was always a lot of social life and artistic temperament floating around the house.  On one such “trip”, I was sitting in my [...]

January 5th, 2019|

Mean Boys

When I was a young teenager in the early sixties, visiting my older sister one summer, my eight-year-old niece and I were crossing a broad street in Sacramento on a hot afternoon, dressed in shorts and nice cotton blouses, on our way to a park. There had been a lot of traffic and we finally took off from the curb [...]

December 27th, 2018|

What do you call a crip?

People ask me whether I think we as a group should be called “handicapped,” “disabled,” “differently-abled,” or “physically challenged.”  And I’m sure there are other labels or euphemisms for “crippled” or “paralyzed” (or for abnormal mental processes).  Two of those terms are really a mouthful.  I like handicapped best, because it is absolutely true.  I no longer mind being referred [...]

December 11th, 2018|

You’re handicapped; you must be old

Frequently when young people see me walk with a cane, they treat me like I am a really old person – which was weird when it happened in my 30’s and 40’s, when I looked like I was in my 20’s and 30’s.  There is a bit of a differentiation between being treated like you are handicapped and being treated [...]

November 28th, 2018|

Too young for DP parking

One of the oddest things people seem to think, in my point of view, is that most handicapped people are old.  This has been brought home to me numerous times.  It will be helpful for you to know that my sister, myself and my nieces all have generally looked younger than we really are, at least on most good days, [...]

October 23rd, 2018|

Normies come clean

When I was nearly forty, I was in a seminar team environment where each of us daily told others things we had going on about them in order to keep from building up issues.  Things like, “It annoyed me when you…” or “I feel a little attracted to you.”  It actually was fun and worked well. What happened for me [...]

October 11th, 2018|

Crips rule

In the mid-1980’s, I volunteered to assist at a seminar including a ropes course, a physical challenge designed to have participants go past their emotional or mental “blocks.”  I was really looking forward to seeing people free themselves from their worry or inhibitions while rappelling across a canyon.  As an outdoor lover, it seemed like the perfect thing for me [...]

September 19th, 2018|