Throwback Blog: I Remember That Guy

Blogger’s Note: Throwback blogs are blogs from my past. I start posting past blogs reflecting what I wrote. It's like my "A Second Look" blogs for which I give myself feedback.

Today's throwback blog is titled I Remember That Guy in Sep 2009. I have an above average long term memory. I saw a student who attended my junior high school when I shopped at Costco. The student was enrolled in a special education classroom or orthopedically handicapped or OH. Pardon my lack of being politically correct. He must use a walker to balance himself. His body shook involuntarily. He talked to himself.

The student was the same when I saw him at Costco. He had a walker. His body shook involuntarily. He talked to himself. His physical appearance stayed the same from junior high and as an adult. He didn't age older.

Take a moment to think about your life and compare with the student. The blog made me pause a moment to reflect how lucky my life is good.

This blog entry is delicate and fragile. I do my best to write without offending anyone. If I do, I apologize in advanced. I'm going to type as is without proofreading.

I was at Costco on Thur Sep 17 buying dinner. I paid for the groceries and walked to the exit. I pass by the food court on my right. I saw a group of mentally and physically handicapped people. I recognized one of the people in the group. He went to my junior high and high school.

I thought about how he's living life today. He lives his life fully dependent 24/7. Comparing my life with other people is a no-no, yet I still do it when I converse with people. My life is good compared with him. I bet he rather be laid off, little money, and going back to school than living mentally and physically handicapped. I saw him alone everytime I walked around campus. He talked with himself, shook his body, and needed a walker. He must be with other people for mental, physical, emotional, financial, and probably spiritual needs. He's not going to get a job. It's highly likely he's going to get married. He can't drive a car. He can't even travel to a foreign country on vacation assuming he can't ride an airplane.

Yeah, something to think about.

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