In the mid-1970’s, after three years of intensive and exhilarating work, I was finally almost finished with a Ph.D. in reading education.
I was eager to finish my dissertation and get started with a career of helping struggling readers. I never dreamed my first client would be my own son, and that helping him would be a major fork in the road for me.
My younger son eagerly started first grade. With his sunny, outgoing personality, dimpled grin, advanced linguistic skills, and wide experiential background, we were anticipating smooth sailing. However, it soon became apparent that he was lagging in reading—he was not catching on. Visit Website
