Often people I meet ask me what happened to my hand. These interactions have a flavor all on their own. It is a more detailed and refined view of other people's perception of why I am the way I am.
Some one handed moments changed my life in beneficially profound ways. Others are hard to forget because they had such a horrific negative impact on my life. Some are just funny and enjoyable.
I often tell people there is not a day that goes by when I am in public and I do not get some kind of interaction with children because of my one handedness.
I believe miracles happen everyday. Big miracles and little miracles. One reaction I get when children see me or someone like me for the first time is sadness. Time to activate miracle powers!
I am always hoping when I hear the phrase, "we're looking for a one armed guy," it does not mean what it meant the last time I heard it. I want it to be asked by the film crew of Star Wars because they need extras as Jedi Knights in the next movie.
Traveling If you were ever going to take advice about how to ride a bicycle one handed, it would be wise to listen to that advice from a one handed bicyclist. I have had too many friends and met too many people with chipped teeth do to riding a bicycle one handed.
When I was a child I did not truly understand what it meant to have one hand in a two handed world. One of my early dreams was to play the Saxophone. As much as I expressed my want and desire to play the Saxophone my parents signed me up for Trumpet lessons.
