It’s that time of year. Time to leave behind the past and embark on a bright new future, and it can’t come too soon. But it’s worth...

Fear is the great inhibitor. Christopher Reeve, in one of his last speeches, titled “Living Without Fear,” wrote: “For so many of us, the...

The best-known wheelchair user in the nation, Governor Greg Abbott, seems intent upon attacking the civil rights of people with...

The word is space flight for people with disabilities may now be a distinct possibility. A dozen disabled “astronauts” recently...

Depression can ruin our plans — no, not feeling blue or down — I’m talking about gut-level clinical depression, something I have had to...

I have written about the lack of awareness surrounding spinal cord injury (see earlier September blog). The root of that ignorance has...

As most of you know, September has been designated Spinal Cord Injury Awareness month. When I was injured in 1965 at the age of 20, I had...

One of our biggest obstacles to achieving our goals can be super-charged ambition. I’m talking about the kind of ambition that gets you...

When I left my small town home in California after high school, I knew one thing for certain that I wanted to do — graduate from UCLA....

PTG — “Positive change experienced as a result of the struggle with a major life crisis or traumatic event” —Tedeschi and Calhoun A great...

In this age of image consciousness and branding, it is all too easy to become culturally obsessed with how we are seen more than who we...

“There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.” — Maya Angelou In my previous blog, I wrote about the need for...

A few Presidents ago my wife Rusty and I were cuddling, watching TV on the throwaway couch my older brother Dale and his wife Ellie had...

The day before the party, as Thomsen pounded the new "for sale" sign into his dying front lawn using the blade of a broken shovel, he...

Enter we now this unknown world. Sun, moon, birth: joy, tears, death. Each word disconnects the present. Each moment brings forward the...

They was another eight weeks of spuds waiting in Othello, so I caught a ride up with old Nugene. Man was blacker than the insides of a...

Miller didn't believe in numerology, but the alignment of significant numbers seemed more than coincidental. It was early morning of his...

At night, because I want to conserve myself, I go to my house. Not where I used to live — the abandoned Spanish estate surrounded by...

Mrs. Belkin adjusted her bifocals, parted the curtains, and peered through the sash window's poor glass. Her steady gaze followed the...

One day in summer long ago, my best friend Nina and I made plans to go frog-gigging out at Cesare's slough at night, with Nina's...

In my first blog, I shared my belief that adapting to paralysis is a continual process. I’ve been doing just that — and not always...