Happy Birthday, Alfred! (July 13, 1961 – June 19, 1980)
I had such a busy day on what would have been Alfred’s 56th birthday. I went to the Boston/Joan Jett and the Blackhearts concert at the TD Garden in Boston and just got back after midnight.
It’s sad that my older brother died at a young age because of a car accident he was in. He lost control of his Camero and crashed into a tree on Father’s Day (June 15, 1980) and died a few days later from his head injury. Very devastating for me and my family. At the time, I did not know (and well as others) that I was an autistic teenager of 15. The emotional turmoil tore me apart.
Tragedies happen, and all we have to do is figure out how to cope with the sorrow.
Happy 12th Birthday, Outside In!
I’ve been at this for 12 years with this blog. No sign of stopping this. More like keep on keeping on. What a long road with this blog!
I hope this blog is making more people understand and accept autistic people over the span of 12 years. I plan continuing with that goal.
Understanding and acceptance are very important these days. Better than violence and death.
The executive director of AANE (Asperger Autism Network) has a powerful message for those autistics who struggle with self-esteem problems. Check out the video:
It’s been a very long time since I graduated from college. Didn’t do anything special at all tonight. Earlier this week, I did see the Zombies in concert on Tuesday night.
Also, hours before the concert I went to see a doctor of orthopedics because I have been experiencing intense pain in my right knee for more than a month and have been having problems with my left knee for many months since I had the terrible fall back in December 2013 that sprained my left ankle. X-rays were done and the doctor came to the conclusion that both my knees have arthritis. He even said that it was worse in the right knee because it was injured in the car accident I was in way back in December 2004. Btw, I still have problems with the herniated disk that developed after I had that car crash.
Now, I have to do physical therapy once again because the muscles in both my legs are tight, and I have had difficulty with doing my regular exercises lately. The doctor recommended a few places I can go to for the therapy, and I plan on calling them in the next few the days. I just hate the fact that I have to do physical therapy again regarding that car accident.
I do plan on attending a few events during Emerson’s Alumni weekend at the beginning of June though. I’ll probably will be doing a lot of sitting down.
I am amazed that 15 years have flown by since I learned about Asperger’s Syndrome. The doctor I was seeing at the time told me about Asperger’s and that I was on the autism spectrum. Although my official diagnosis came a couple of months later, it was the moment when I finally discovered my authenic self. The reality that I was autistic. This happened on April 11, 2002.
In 2007 on this day, my favorite writer Kurt Vonnegut died. I read many of his books and enjoyed them. He wrote a lot of material that have been published after he died. I managed to collect those too.
Many years ago, I met my favorite writer after he made a speech at a writer’s festival in Boston. This was in October 1995. I shook his hand and told him about the time I was vacationing with my parents in December 1985 in Barbados. We were there for my cousin’s wedding that Christmas. I was reading Vonnegut’s book called Deadeye Dick. One morning, I woke up and saw my Daddy reading the book. Daddy remarked that this writer seemed to be someone in my age group. I didn’t have to heart to tell Daddy that Kurt Vonnegut was 2 years older than him. Daddy’s date of birth was November 13, 1924, and Kurt’s date of birth was November 11, 1922.
Kurt smiled when I told him that story. A couple of years after Kurt Vonnegut died, I told Daddy about my meeting with Kurt and the fact that Kurt was older than him. Daddy hardly reacted over what I told him. At that point of his life, he didn’t seem to care. Daddy passed was on April 6, 2015, at the age of 90.
Btw, my new book, The Outside In View of Uncommon Bostonian: What An Autistic Black Woman Sees, is dedicated to Kurt Vonngut.
I’ve been working on this secret project for more than a year just after I bought my laptop computer back in December 2015. The new book is called:
The Outside In View of Uncommon Bostonian:
What a Autistic Black Woman Sees
I went to the publisher called BookBaby to create both a paperback book and an ebook. It includes the blog posts I made when the orignal Uncommon Bostonian blog was connected to The Boston Now dailey newspaper back in 2007 to 2008. It also has some of the essays I’ve written in recent years and some of my black and white paintings that I made in the last couple of years. I write about the Beatles, the soap One Live to Live, the Dave Clark Five, the Monkees, and other things. I created the artwork on the cover. It’s my Purple Haze painting.
Go to this link to purchase your copy:
Here’s a picture of both the front and back cover of the paperback.
Or: You can click on this picture to gain access to the book.
I know this is early because we’re in early March, but this is important.