In 1983, with my hanky tied up on a stick and my white cat perched on my shoulder, I left Swarthmore, Pennsylvania to venture into the world. My first stop was Hampshire College located in Amherst, Massachusetts, USA.
That’s where I met Michael John Carley. At the time, everyone in my motley crew knew that Michael was destined to do great things. For one thing, he’s a bad ass poker player; and through the hazy eyes of 18 year olds, that’s a sure fire sign of success. Little did we know that he would eventually found an extremely successful peer support group for adults on the Autism spectrum. More to the point, we had no idea that he was on the Autism Spectrum. Not a freaking clue. And that’s the theme that keeps coming up in our side project. No one knew.
What side project? One of my sneaky plans is to get to know Michael again after all these years, so I volunteered my video production skills and we’re collaborating on a video for GRASP. For the last couple of days, I’ve been looking at the testimonials of the brave folks who stepped up to participate in our little production. It’s a treat and a privilege. It totally rocks. A great evil plan.
I encourage you to read Michael’s book: Asperger’s from the Inside Out.