At prom, only one boy asked me to dance because I was in a wheelchair. Thirty years later, I saw him again—and this time, he needed help.

One day, a designer asked, “What are we missing?”

Marcus looked at the plans and said, “You’re making things accessible, not welcoming. No one wants to enter through a side door by the dumpsters just because that’s where the ramp fits.”

Silence.

Then my project lead said, “He’s right.”