Years ago, when I was dating a man who was a paraplegic and in a wheelchair but could drive, I became incensed when a nondisabled person took a handicapped-parking spot. My sweetie laughed and laughed and said, "It happens all the time, and you learn to let it go." Now, almost 35 years later, I am disabled (trouble walking far) and still get overly righteous, not just for myself, but more so for those who really struggle.
The fact is, there are more and more of us wobbly elders, and you can't always tell who needs that coveted spot. Yet, I also know that there are folks who use a relative's or friend's handicapped parking card, saying, "I'll only be a minute" (you know who you are!). That's a lousy excuse, folks, especially if you are depriving a person in a chair, or one with a cane or a walker, from easy access to the door. Please think twice when you abuse that handicapped-parking privilege: You may really need that special spot one day.
— Kathleen Crow