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I am often posed the question, usually by strangers, of whether or not my son can walk. It’s not the question that gets me cooking: it’s the expectant, waiting faces that get me every time. The faces usually switch from hopeful to disappointed when I say “he used to walk.” It’s a bit awkward. In another dimension (possibly […]Read more "My Son Can’t Walk and That’s Fine With Me"