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Originalmente, este mensaje fue embiado a lideres de la Federacion para celebrar nuestro aniversario el lunes 16 de noviembre.

As the nation awakened to the realization in mid-March that COVID-19 was about to have a profound effect on our daily lives, I was acutely aware of the consequences of not obeying proper health protocols.

Stepping aside from all the dysfunction happening in this world today, it is apparent how a lot of general thinking in the world works.

I arrived at the LAX airport at approximately 11:15 p.m. and was scheduled to depart on the 12:40 a.m. flight to Charlotte, North Carolina.

Blend in. Stand out. Those were the two seemingly dichotomous goals driving me on July 26, 1990.

Each year in June, the LGBTQ community celebrates Pride Month—a month where we celebrate who we are and what we’ve accomplished.

I write this message to you as the elected President of the National Federation of the Blind. I also write it to you as an American who is struggling this week.

March was quite an interesting month for college students across the country. Most of us spent far too many hours in the library during the first week studying for midterms—perhaps the last sense of normalcy most of us had.

After three years of implementation and monitoring, the National Federation of the Blind’s settlement agreements with Uber and Lyft are set to expire this summer.

“Well, Bob,” said Melody, my Braille instructor. She stood up, small and frail. “We’re done!”