Monday, August 8, 2011

Doheny Doctor

When I moved from New Haven back to Los Angeles in 1996, I had to enroll in my final year of preschool. Most preschools had rejected me due to the fact that I was not toilet-trained at the age of 4, but there was one semi-accepting preschool in West Hollywood called The Doheny School, which was very far from our home in Mar Vista so it was a long trek there daily. The school's namesake was Doheny Drive, the street on which it was located. During my first journey to preschool, I saw a Beverly Hills street sign which said "Doheny Dr." and I assumed that meant Doheny Doctor. My mom had immediately corrected me and told me that it was in fact Doheny Drive, but the damage had already been done. I already knew that Dr. stood for doctor, but I had no idea that it stood for drive as well. This was due to my autism, which gave me concrete thinking and a complete lack of common sense. Had I been cured of autism at the age of 2 via chelation at the Yale Health Plan (and they do cure autism there), I would've been completely normal and I wouldn't have confused Doheny Doctor with Doheny Drive.