Our PrefaceMay 20, 2004This morning Ben spontaneously read "NakedTommy," the title of the Rugrats episode on TV. I feltas though God was pressing gold coins into my hand.Years of questioning doctors, groping for answersthat were not forthcoming and living with a multitudeof fears were suddenly becoming resolved. Ben, noweight, is showing me for the first time that he canread. As his dad I could rest easy believing now, forthe first time since the questions arose when Benwas seventeen months old, he would have anesteemed place in this world.It is the lack of a means of communicating from themost primitive area of Ben’s brain, the central brain,which leaves Ben with all his voluntary muscleactivities impaired. To get around on his own Bencrawls, his legs are so unresponsive that he mostlyuses his arms and fingertips. From the arms andwaist up he is a little Hercules. He is not a
fragile
child, as is said in disability parlance, he has notubes, wires, pipes or hooks reaching into his heador body. He is free to explore the world by crawlingand gets into mischief right along with his threeolder brothers. His life may be limited by disabilitybut he has a unique intelligence which is workingaround it. He follows all of a growing boy’s naturaldrives.For example walking is not just a developmental