At Prom, Only One Boy Asked Me to Dance Because I Was in a Wheelchair – 30 Years Later, I Met Him Again and He Needed Help

One kid told him, “If I can’t play anymore, I don’t know who I am.”

He saw it on my desk.

Marcus answered, “Then start with who you are when nobody’s clapping.”

One night, months into all of this, I was at home digging through an old keepsake box after my mother asked for prom pictures for a family album. I found the photo of Marcus and me on the dance floor and brought it to the office without thinking.

He saw it on my desk.

“You kept that?”

“Of course I did.”