The biker has been running with my autistic son every morning and I just found out why!
For three months, I saw a tattooed stranger in a leather vest meet my thirteen-year-old son at our driveway every morning at 6 AM. For three months, I thought he was just a kind neighbor with a lot of patience. My son, Connor, has severe, nonverbal autism. He talks with an iPad, follows strict routines,…