Memories of Michael: Sputnik for Halloween (~1962)
Mike must have been gone by this time. Mom made me this costume. I’m pretty sure it was for Halloween.
Mike must have been gone by this time. Mom made me this costume. I’m pretty sure it was for Halloween.
My wife, Joy and I are pulling up stakes and moving to LA. I’m not sure when I will be able to get re-connected to the internet, so I have scheduled setting the beginning of this series, My Brother Michael, a book that I put together over a 15 year period. It remains unpublished. For […]
For those of you who have been following me for a while, or who have read some of my early posts, you know that my older brother Michael is autistic. (Also see My Connection with Autism.)I have not posted about him for a while, although I continue having complex thoughts about my relationship with him. […]
I wrote the paper below as part of an assignment for a class I took in the late 1990s. It relates to a recent visual post (Analog and Digital Realms) as well as to the original mission of this blog (which was to autism from my perspective as a sibling of an autistic brother). In […]
This is how I remember most of the moments between Dad and Mike. Dad, although tireless, seldom connected with Mike. Was it Mike being rebellious or uncomprehending? I know that I rebelled at times. Did Dad expect too much and demand that things be only his way? Was he the uncomprehending one? When I used […]