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Chris Reeve’s Living Room

Welcome! Although this is my first blog for the Reeve Foundation, I’ve been a wheelchair user for over 55 years, paralyzed from the waist...

Criplessness

Many of us like to say things like, my disability does not define me, and I don’t think of myself as disabled, but really, just how far...

The Neverending Story

If, like me, you acquired your disability while living your everyday life, you can look back and always remember that unforgettable date...

At the Intersection

In my boyhood, California’s San Joaquin Valley was infamous for its “tule fog,” a ground-hugging blanket so dense you couldn’t see a...

My Favorite Things

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens Bright copper kettles with warm woolen mittens Brown paper packages tied up with strings These...

The Perfect Day

It starts with no alarm clock and no expectations. Almost always, birdsong coming from the 100-year-old walnut trees wakes us. There is...

Poor Players

Churchgoers are often expected to be contrite, especially those of us with obvious disabilities, but I stumbled across a congregation...

We Are the Seeds

I have always been fascinated by seeds. Why? They are bursting with such potential! As each unique seedling, flower or plant unfolds, it...

Smidirín

This past July, recuperating from hospitalization, I missed my 48th anniversary of the plane crash that paralyzed me. I usually...

Compensatory Progress?

Gauging progress in accessibility is like “seeing” global climate change. Both are happening, no doubt, but how much and how fast is...

Bye, Bye, Lenny

By the time you read this, Lenny will have been gone about three weeks. I’ve known Lenny all my life, but I was a freshman in high school...

Ultimate Chair Perks

We all know about those prime parking spaces and the best stalls in public restrooms (theoretically, at least). Free rental car and...

Ladybug Love

Yesterday I saved the life of a drunken ladybug. It was one of hundreds I have rescued, but the first that had turned to the bottle as a...

Transformation

The transformation began without my knowing it — smoking pot now and then and watching from afar as the hippies on campus passed out...

Screenhead Nation

I’m going to say something unpopular in this column, but all I ask is a few minutes of your time. OK, if you’ve already decided you don’t...

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