Whether that's competitive wheelchair dancing, or just raving in our chair. Retro hair needn't always mean rolls and finger waves.
It’s not just that I’m 57: I also live with a disability.But in the climate that prevailed at the time, people were shocked that I dared to hope for romance and physical intimacy. I was taught all of societies’ biases: that people with disabilities are different, sub-human, to be avoided (which is why we segregated them).It was as if, somehow, my disability made me less human to them. And yet, when I became one of “them,” I was, still me.This is the story of how I met Jeff and our first date together. Jeff doesn’t seem to mind dating paraplegic girls or that I’m handicapped. I still can’t believe, if I wasn’t running late for work that day, we may have never met.Being in a rush, I decided to go in my wheelchair, without the leg braces I usually wear.