Juggling Autism: The Chronicles of Ben Royko

First, I want to thank you, sincerely, for helping our son. Ben suffers from severe autism. His needs are immense, as are the bills, for him and the hundreds of thousands like him. If you pay taxes, you have made

A couple of months before Mr. Unfortunately Not Aborted became President Pond Scum, I ran a Huffington/Juggling Autism blog post under the heading, “Please, We BEG You, For Ben’s Sake, Keep Trump Out,“ for which I received e-mails and comments

One way you know Ben’s in a great mood is when he’s singing: How many guys do you know who loves doing his laundry so much it inspires him to burst into song? I tell ya ladies, he’s quite a

If you have or know a guy/gal like our Benny Boy, you might appreciate why my jaw just dropped hard enough to loosen a few teeth. (Remember, as far as Ben is concerned, if left up to him, all foods

Catching up with February on its last day of the year… Ben hoofing it back to the car at Presque Isle in Erie yesterday on a record breaking February 18th. —————- Karen, with tray in hand, is finally approaching the

These are weird times. Our apartment building in Cleveland, where we are every other weekend when we come in from Chicago to see our disabled son living in a group home, has a TV room or party room or whatever

The lobby of Ben’s psychiatrist’s office building has a great skylight, and Ben seemed to get a kick out of Daddy lying on the floor to get a picture of it.

Julie is a terrific music therapist Ben got to know when she would come into his classroom at school to do a session. He loved it. Since he graduated out of school and into adult services, we’ve hired Julie to

6:55 AM God I hate dental check ups and cleanings. Not mine. Ben’s. Heading over to the Cleveland Clinic surgical floor now, the hospital, where he will go under a general anesthetic, which will take seven of us holding him