My Tribe

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I spoke to a customer on the phone yesterday for about 20 minutes or so.  It began as usual with questions about FATWHEELS & bikes and parts and prices.  Nothing special until I asked – “what is your daughter’s name?”  This is when the interaction turned personal.  This is when Mom told me that her “baby” has autism. Continue reading →