Well, I was sort of speaking in the sense of more intimate relationships.
In my case, for example, my ex and current wives.  I was driven internally
to demonstrate that I could do all of these cool things, yet I feel my most
intimate relationships were harmed by this single-mindedness.  I've always
been mannerly and courteous, but what I'm talking about is an ongoing desire
to put another's needs CONSISTENTLY ahead of my own.  Only after I realized
that did I have success in those closest relationships.  Those days when I
was out in the studio, tweaking and tweaking a mix because I wanted it to be
perfect, I could have been in the house playing with my daughter or
interacting with my ex.

-----Original Message-----
From: Kathleen Salkin [mailto:[log in to unmask]]
Sent: Thursday, March 07, 2002 2:16 PM
To: [log in to unmask]
Subject: Re: kyle's varied past


D'you mean, was I a spoilt brat or a bitch?  Well, I dunno... I'd like to
think not.  I've never been one to go for the limelight, and frankly, I've
never thought it was my God-given right to ride over other people just
because I'm disabled.  My parents taught me everyone needs consideration,
able-bodied, or disabled, and that included good manners and consideration
for other's feelings.  My mother's mother ("Nana") lived with us, and she
was also disabled, so I wasn't treated as if I were the prima donna of the
family.

Now, I do admit to being arrogant sometimes when expressing my opinion but I
think that's being outspoken, not a spoilt brat or whatever you want to call
it.

Kat





"St. John's University Cerebral Palsy List" <[log in to unmask]>
wrote:
> I can't imagine this, Kat, but did you "step" on people to excel?  Did you
consider it your "right" because you were disabled?

-----Original Message-----
From: Kathleen Salkin [mailto:[log in to unmask]]
Sent: Thursday, March 07, 2002 1:51 PM
To: [log in to unmask]
Subject: Re: kyle's varied past


Oh, yes, my parents pushed me harder to socialise and do things than they
did my sisters (although if you were to ask them, they'd say I was let off
easy).  My teachers were rather easy-going about pushing us to excel until
the 5th grade, when my teacher then woke up to the fact that a few of us
brighter disabled students were going to be mainstreamed and we were
woefully unprepared for it.  So thus began a two-year effort to bring us up
to speed, which I hated at the time, being rather lazy about studying, but
later, I was quite grateful.

Kat