When my younger brother Keane was diagnosed with autism at age four, I was just a child myself. As he grew older, he gradually stopped speaking altogether. Teachers and others labeled him, saying he belonged with “kids like him,” but to me, he was simply my brother. After our mother passed away two years ago,…
In the high-stakes realm of television, appearances often spell the difference between triumph and downfall. A single mistake—especially during a…
A young boy in a black-and-white photo smiles at the camera, unaware that he will one day become one of…
Hi, I’m Mary from New Orleans. I’m 72 years old, a proud grandmother, and I’ve never been one to hide…
