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Those of you who’ve read advance copies of Look Me in the Eye have met my friend, TR Rosenberg. TR is the therapist who introduced me to Asperger’s ten years ago, and started me on the journey that led to where I am today, speaking (this morning, via Internet) with all of you.
In response to my insistent jabbing, and fortified by the limoncellos we drank last night, he has joined the blog community. However, he’s never done anything like this before, and he’s a little anxious. If you have a moment, visit his blog at http://healingbear.blogspot.com/.
Encourage him, if you want. He’s basically nice.
He’s remarkably insightful, and has a great gift for working with teenagers and young adults.
In response to my insistent jabbing, and fortified by the limoncellos we drank last night, he has joined the blog community. However, he’s never done anything like this before, and he’s a little anxious. If you have a moment, visit his blog at http://healingbear.blogspot.com/.
Encourage him, if you want. He’s basically nice.
He’s remarkably insightful, and has a great gift for working with teenagers and young adults.
Comments
Liane
Thanks for TR. Cool guy. He's on my favorites list to read.
Very much so. You're lucky to have such a good friend.
Now, I'm supposed to be on hiatus from my blog so that I can be visiting.
But really, I'm editing scenes 24 - 30 of my MS with a fine tooth comb.
Anyway, back to the Porsche story on my blog.
This is what happened to the car.
But first.... Ulla arrived from Germany, waited in NYC city for the car, and DROVE it across Canada to Alaska on the Al-Can. Rocks, trucks... you can imagine the drive.
But she got there.
And then, one day,
there was a flood in Alaska. Fortunately Ulla parked it on higher ground, still, the engine got soaked.
Big problem because it was her only means for her and her gentleman friend to get down to Stanford. So they took it to a German mechanic in Anchorage.
And he thought he could get it running. He did.
When she asked him how much he wanted, he simply turned to her, and said, "Nothing. It's free."
It was an incredible act of kindness. The man had good karma.
They drove it down to Stanford, where Ulla no doubt wowed the citizenry of the then semi-rural environs of Palo Alto.
And then one day, someone ran into it. Hard. And that was the end of the Porsche.
Now, she drives a gold Legend.
Cheers
Thanks!