Bikers Protected My Screaming Autistic Son On Highway While Drivers Honked And Called Him Crazy
Twelve bikers formed a protective shield around my screaming autistic son in the middle of a busy highway, while everyone else around us just pulled out their phones to film. My eight-year-old Max had bolted from our car during a meltdown, running straight into traffic on I-95. Within seconds, cars had stopped—not to help, but…