At Prom, Only One Boy Asked Me to Dance Because I Was in a Wheelchair — 30 Years Later, Our Paths Crossed Again, and This Time He Was the One in Need

way into firms that liked my ideas a lot more than they liked my limp. Years later, I started my own company because I was tired of asking permission to make spaces people could actually use.

By fifty, I had more money than I ever expected, a respected architecture firm, and a reputation for turning public spaces into places that didn’t quietly exclude continue reading …