This letter is about handicap parking spaces.

Back in the late 1970s, my pastor’s son Jon was home from college working a construction job. He was lying on his stomach painting the bottom of a fence when a truck backed over his back.

Jon has had to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair. I had always been respectful of handicap parking, but I became aggressive in protecting the spaces as I spent a lot of time with Jon as he recovered.

I still get upset when I see drivers who don’t have the special permission sign park in a handicap space, and I will even confront them. It also bothers me to see people who have the sign but appear to be OK. Maybe they have a hidden physical issue, but I wish that they would think about the next person who might need the space more than they do. It is like (grandson word) because they have the sign they feel obligated to park in the handicap spot.

Maybe they could look around and see a parking spot just a little farther away. If they are able to walk that far without difficulty, they could take that space. For most of us, the walk would do us good.

Terry Tiner


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