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Tag: barrier

At the threshold

At the threshold

We were running late, of course. Everything takes longer when one of you is in a wheelchair and neither of you is sleeping very well. Tom’s appointment at the barbershop was for 10 a.m. I’d called to let them know we would be late, and the receptionist said it was OK as long as we … read more At the threshold

Posted on August 9, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories ShelterTags 2010, ADA, barrier, door, threshold4 Comments on At the threshold
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