OK, this is serious.
The spaces in handicap parking areas that are marked with diagonal yellow lines are NOT for parking. I don't care if you have a handicap hang tag. I don't care if you have a handicap plate. I don't care if you are eleven months pregnant and your water just broke. DON'T PARK THERE!
There is no punch line.
My uncle was stricken with polio when he was in high school. This athlete now could not use his hands. He could not walk. He could move his legs a little and he had the use of his head and neck muscles. His bed kept his body breathing while he was asleep. It rocked him up and down, head to feet and back to head. He had an electric wheelchair that was equipped with switches at his knees. In his chair he could move as far as there were no latched doors, no steps, no curbs.
He went to college and got his degree, lived in his own place and had an assistant who, among other things, drove his lift equipped van. This is how I know what those yellow striped spaces are for. What good is it to park in a designated space when there is no room to open the door and put out the lift?
Just another set of stairs.
Just another latched door.
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