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This summer I had to put away all my disability paraphernalia [personal belongings] because my Not Dead Yet button and Crip Pride banner weren’t going to really be appropriate for the workplace, even if I was working for the biggest congressional disability rights champion out there. *smile* I rebelled against office policy on ADA Day (hey, it’s ADA Day…) and pinned a huge button to my bag that Mrs. Dart gave me as a gift. Now that button is in a frame as it’s from the signing of the ADA 17 years ago.

I finally got around to pinning all my stuff back on all my bags today. It was kind of ceremonious: I thought of people who gave me the buttons, places where I got them, and what they stand for. With each button and each memory, I have grown. So much has happened just in this past year— who knew a round two inch piece of paper could create so many memories. I wonder if people feel this strongly about shot glasses and matchboxes?

I’m excited about what I’ll collect over this next year.