Which leg is the injured one? It could be the foreshortened one, but in reality, it is the owner’s nicely-proportioned right leg.
Yesterday’s vintage photograph of my brother Mike* in bandages was rather dramatic. He was in the midst of one of his stereotypical gestures (elbowing himself in the chest) as I snapped the picture. But, as with most photographs, that one did not tell the whole story about Mike in his bandages. I visited Mike in […]
I took these photos at the same time as the ones in my post, Everybody Loves Michael, February 27, 2013. Mike is my older brother who is autistic, low functioning and nonverbal.
I just got back from the doctor. He told me, “It doesn’t take a football injury for people like you and me to get hurt,” or something to that effect. For the record, I am probably at least 15 years older than my doc. He is diplomatic. It happened in the bookstore at The Grove, down […]
Mike was a very popular guy when I used to visit him in his group home. I imagine that he still is. Pretty good for a guy who doesn’t talk. When I lived close by, I frequently got calls about Mike’s condition, usually if he had a seizure or a cut or a bruise. He […]