Abstract

Upon being asked to submit a brief review to this journal, I, at first, thought I had nothing to contribute. Then I realized that for the last 8 months (since October 6, 2017), after having been in a hospital for 2 months, I have had the opportunity to live with several persons with cognitive disabilities. My “roommates” all older than I am at 51, have Severe Autism; Down’s syndrome; brain tumors; and Cerebral Palsy. I’ve noticed after these 8 moths of daily living together, that these people with disabilities have superior characters to so-call normal people. When I think of these people I went to university and school with; played sports with; or worked with, I did not have to worry about what my new-found friends were scheming. They don’t scheme like the normal people do.