by Hal Walter Last spring, when coach Jack Swartz asked my son Harrison if he’d like to be on the middle school cross-country team this season, I really had no idea where it would lead. Harrison answered “yes” by nodding his head enthusiastically. He’d had finished a few 5K runs and also had proven himself an accomplished long-distance hiker and cyclist, so it made sense. However, my mind embarked on an internal dialog – autistic kids tend to be a tad altruistic, and while cross-country is an individual sport, it is also a team sport. In the final analysis, I ...