Empathy for the Disabled

I recently took a trip to the Norfolk municipal building to visit the Utilities Department to get the water turned on in my new residence.

I sat waiting next to four others in office chairs arranged in a semi circle with flickering fluorescent lights overhead. We were all waiting on just one person to help us. An unlikely cast of characters: there was a middle aged Indian man who owned a number of properties around Norfolk, a 30-something black man with a limp.... Read more