Taking Guardianship of Max, Part 3

Our Court Date

  On the appointed afternoon, the five of us, MyGuy, Nicole Goodson the lawyer, our friend D____, and me with Max, met in the City County Building.
  After several years, my memory is a little hazy of some details.  There was some waiting time in a different room.  Nicole was great at walking us through what we should expect.

  A surprise 

was that the city provided someone to sit with us, looking after Max's interests.  Because unfortunately parents don't always.  She mostly just sat there in our case, but i suppose in other situations she would be more active.
  At the given time, we all moved into the courtroom.  The judge entered.  He had some questions to ask, and we answered.  It was relatively painless, in one sense.
  On the other hand

Taking Guardianship of Max: Part 2

  When we were ready to take guardianship of Max. i was disappointed that we needed to bring our potentially volatile son with us.

Bad Attitude

  That was actually the wrong attitude for me to take.  It is a scary thing to have our rights of self-determination taken from us.  Having Max present is our government's way of protecting us, of protecting Max, from possibly unscrupulous parents taking advantage of him.
  Sometimes making the humongous, idiotic mistakes parents want to protect us from can be the making of us.  Sometimes parents do want to take guardianship to keep control of a kid's  - or an elder's - finances.
  Well, MyGuy and i knew we weren't such parents.   Lawyer Nicole felt satisfied, from her interviews of us, that we weren't.
  Nevertheless, that was the situation, and i needed to deal with it.
  MyGuy, lawyer Nicole, and i were going to need to be involved in the legalities of the court procedings.  Usually dealing with Max would fall to me, and i needed this to not happen.
  i don't remember who proposed this.  My solution was

Taking Guardianship of Max, Part 1

  When a kid turns 18, he is considered to be of age, and suddenly fully responsible for all consequences of his actions. 

  We see how well that works out when we read the news and see how some college kids handle their new-found freedom.  Even if he wants to marry someone totally unsuitable and move halfway across the country, when he's 18, that's his right.  If she wants to sleep until 4pm and remain unemployed, all we can say is, "Not under my roof."
  But what about our kids with special needs?  The ones who, because of neural or  mental impairments, will say "yes" because they don't understand, or because they simply think you want them to?

Wordless Wednesday - My Parents' Wedding Day

May 23, 1948

Life on the Computer Farm: More Security Issues

 i first opened my main email address in 1998.  i'm still using it, and in all that time, i've never changed the password, which is was two innocuous four letter words, no number, no symbol, innocent enough that a child could speak them to Grandma.
  It worked well enough as long as i only opened the account at home, where the computers were only seen by family and maintained by the Serious Pro (MyGuy), who says

The Night Sky Revisited

Thank you, Indianapolis Marion County Public Library.
After reading Maria Sutton's excellent book earlier this year, i asked our library to order a copy.
i just received an email that they did.  It is on their shelves, ready for me to pick up my "hold."  i never placed a hold on it, but i do know the rules about holds, so i will check it out this weekend!
And soon thereafter, it will be available for anyone in Indianapolis to enjoy.

Wordless Wednesday: from the highway

A View of Indianapolis