We all have utterly routine moments, and one of mine involves going up our San Francisco street. The keyword is, of course, up. But for me this mostly involves torso position. In a wheelchair, batteries doing the work, uphill is of no consequence. And so, here I was late this very afternoon, steaming quite pleasantly up our street in the dusk until I encountered a known obstacle. Not personally known, but generally known, the chunky older woman who was weaving around in front of the bookshop. By Read more [...]

It has taken a while, but I finally feel part of things, engaged with civic life, in San Francisco. Of course, don't take 'civic' that literally. Beyond the 49 square miles that comprise this city there is a lot that needs attention. Such as the railways. Which is what led to today's lunch with someone from California's largest rail passenger advocacy organization. Which, let me point out, numbers less than 500 members in a state with a population of 40 million. This fact alone floored me. How Read more [...]