Not your typical 'awareness month' column
"I met a date recently at a Cosi coffee shop in Bethesda," writes Kathi Wolfe in The Washington Blade's current issue.
I stood up, shook her hand and hoped things would go well. But before I could say, “Do you want a skim or full-fat latte,” she ran out the door, saying, “I have something that I have to do!”Why did my date run away? I’m not sure. I don’t have two heads or breathe fire. But, I’d bet my k.d. lang CDs that my potential Ms. Right fled because of my disability. . . .
Read ‘Queer crips’ of the world, unite (Washington Blade Online)