At Prom, a Boy Danced With Me When No One Else Would—30 Years Later, I Found Him Again, and Everything Was Reversed

I also learned something else: how quickly people move on when your life becomes inconvenient to understand.

College took longer. Everything did.

But anger stayed with me, and I turned it into architecture—into designing spaces that didn’t quietly exclude people like me. Buildings that didn’t assume everyone moved the same way through the world.

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