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Accessibility

One Down, Thousands to Go

After my exciting afternoon at the cheese shop, I wrote to the manager. Several weeks later, she left me a voice mail expressing her desire to make changes. A month ago, I drove by and was pleasantly surprised to find…
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Blueberries

My daughter and I went grocery shopping today. I’ve been waiting for blueberries to come into season – you know, get past the point where 17 blueberries in one layer in a cute little box cost $4.99. Cool, there’s a…
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What is it with Walmart?

Every Walmart I’ve ever seen has lots of handicapped permit parking spaces. Rows of them. More than anywhere else, more than the law requires. The creepy thing about them is that they’re always full! Always. Who are all these people?…
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Random Notes

I’m currently reading Phillip Simmons’ book Learning to Fall. I like what he has to say about acceptance. I certainly don’t practice it very well. I saw a good sig on Wheelchairjunkie: a building that is not accessible is an…
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The Car Dealer

Looks like I might have a little success story on my hands. The car dealership originally had three handicapped permit spots, two in front of the showroom and one on the side near parts/service. The one on the side frequently…
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Black Hole

Went to a new building today, called the elevator. As the elevator door opened, I noticed it didn’t have much in the way of lights in it. When the elevator door closed, I realised it had no lights at all….
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