The 1977 Alouette French helicopter bounces through the sky with all the grace of a tank. As it approaches, its rotors slice with an intense wump, wump, wump. We huddle together and brace ourselves.
I AM thrilled to say this is my 200th column. It means I have written many, MANY words about me and my life for almost four years, and hopefully along the way educated you about someone living with ...