Ben’s tongue is something he shows to two sets of people: Doctors, and people he really likes. Doctors, of course, because it’s a routine part of an exam, and he likes opening his mouth and saying “Ahhh” when requested, or
An Autistic Tongue

Ben’s tongue is something he shows to two sets of people: Doctors, and people he really likes. Doctors, of course, because it’s a routine part of an exam, and he likes opening his mouth and saying “Ahhh” when requested, or
Immersed: Our Experience with Autism Bruce and Valerie Hall Published by Visual Summit Review by David Royko Immersed: Our Experience With Autism is the most important book produced about severe autism, ever. “Severe,” as in the devastating disorder of autism,
Today Facebook gave me one of those annoying notices: “David, here’s a moment from 1 year ago we thought you might like to look back on.” As if my life is so interesting that I should share something with the
One of the things I use Facebook for is polishing and harvesting potential blog posts, and this November-December stretch has been a busy one. Hence, I haven’t had a chance to transfer the keepers to my blog, until now. So
Ben walking through Penitentiary Glen (named in the olden days because the deep ravines are easy to get into but hard to get out of), grooving on the fall colors — or at least enjoying himself. (October 23, 2016)
It looks like light radiating up, but the sun was setting on the opposite horizon, shining on the clouds which reflected light down from above, on the road to Cleveland on 80/90. (October 21, 2016)
Ben hoofs around the Cleveland Museum of Art before a big fundraiser. (October 23, 2016) We LOVE this space, and the entire Cleveland Museum of Art. And so does Ben, which makes it truly special — a place where he
This is a political post, but it is not meant to stir anything up or accuse anybody of anything. I beg everyone to NOT post anything antagonistic about EITHER candidate below this post, or anything negative about people who are
Today, I feel incredibly lucky. Here’s why. It is not because I just spent six nights in a hospital bed wrestling with nasty cellulitis and emerged victorious. Happy, sure, but that’s not why. Not because I have a good job
Having just started reading (and looking at — this is an epic masterpiece of photography, which I was already prepared for) “Immersed — Our Experience With Autism,” by Bruce and Valerie Hall), I think I might be reading the greatest