Dear David,
I am amazed that it was just in June 2008 that I brought my son, Mike, to go through the Davis program for autism. If you remember, even though I had left a message for you to call me, I yelled at YOU when you called. I was at the end of hope and yet you listened patiently to a hysterical mother. What you promised me for Mike, then age 18, is that he would experience an “Ah Ha” moment of comprehension, that even though the school system and psychologists had failed him, there was hope for Mike to clear his confusion and fear.
