The last time I was in the same room with Victor, at a college reunion, we avoided each other. I could hardly blame him. I’d failed to return his calls. But then, he’d stood me up not once, but twice. Victor (all names here are pseudonyms) and I
Heart and Mind
In 1981, when I was representing criminal defendants on appeal, Vicky, a girl I’d known since childhood, was murdered. Vicky was the youngest daughter in the family that my family was closest to when we lived in Sheffield, England, between 1964
Denial: The Good Neurosis?
The experiences of disabled people can help in understanding much about human nature. Take denial. My friend Adam and I launched into an email discussion of denial after I encountered a piece by a blogger named Jason Romero, who has experienced