Any transgression of mine on September 10, 2001, would soon be a thing of the past. The next day of course would be a day I and almost every person in the world—or at least in the United States—will never forget. It was a typical morning when I went to school, a beautiful late… Continue reading Chapter 5: 9/11, The end of childhood and Mentally challenged?
Ah look at all the lonely people! Ah look at all the lonely people! Eleanor Rigby picks up the rice in a church where a wedding has been. Lives in a dream, waits at the window wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door, who is it for? All the lonely… Continue reading Chapter 4: Eleanor Rigby and the Summer of 2001
When I saw the Special Edition of Star Wars: A New Hope in 1997, my 7-year-old self found it boring. But two years later, when I saw Episode I: The Phantom Menace, hooked I was. I immediately went home and borrowed the original three movies from my neighbor Lee, watched them endlessly and made my… Continue reading Chapter 3: 1999 & 2000- The happiest years of my life
I remember distinctly my preparation day for kindergarten. All the parents and future students were ushered into the large auditorium and heard a speech or something (okay, some details are somewhat fuzzy). The students were then treated to a preview ride on the school bus, which was a very different experience than being in the… Continue reading Chapter 2 Public Elementary School and a new house
Sean Michael Callaghan was born on March 22, 1990, to Lorry and Michael Callaghan. Lorry and Michael had known each other for only about a year before they were married. Michael had grown up in a family of 6 kids in Northeast Philadelphia. Lorry grew up in West Caldwell, New Jersey, about 15 minutes from… Continue reading Chapter 1: The Early Years
The young boy had recently finished Kindergarten and was ready for First Grade. One day toward the end of the summer he asked his mother “Mom, what comes after First Grade?” “Second Grade” she responded. After that the young boy asked what about after that, she replied “Third Grade.” The young… Continue reading Introduction
This account is not intended to make the reader feel any special sympathy for me. Rather it is meant to provide insight into the mind of one person on one part of the Autism Spectrum. There are many of us out there and we are not the same by any means. But we do have… Continue reading Preface