Why Do We Call It Asperger's?
I first encountered Carl, my wife's cousin, in a high school biology class. He stood out because of his nearly white hair, eyes that were always staring past you, and a tendency to interrupt the class asking peculiar questions tangentially related to the topic being discussed—"why is a tadpole forced to become a frog?"
One in Ten?
While in Med school one of my friends, whom today one would call a "cis"—a totally straight guy, had a urological exam for prostatitis that involved prostatic massage. He bounced out of that clinic exclaiming, "Wow! Now I get why gay guys love anal sex."
When Can I Touch You?
While in high school I volunteered to read to the blind. The program assigned me to Robert, a pixie-ish young man who was a music student at the local college. Though he read braille fluently and books on tape were available, the texts he needed were only in print.It took me a while to adjust to his touching, his need to take my arm when going somewhere, his delight in touching objects to get their feel, to “see” them as he said.