Meet Baby Man -- a 54 year old native of Phoenix, AZ:
Baby ManIt is cool that he gets to live out the lifestyle of his choice but jeeezzz... talk about wasting your potential. Running away from life. I don't care what kind of childhood you had (and the article goes into his history and it is not a bad childhood), this is a bit extreme. Don't you want to DO anything? To make a mark on life? UPDATE: Had to do a seperated-at-birth comparison with this moke:
At 54, William Windsor sleeps in a crib, eats in a high chair and does it in his diaper -- by choice. Believe it.
It's late on a warm Thursday night in April, and William Windsor heads to the checkout stand at the Fry's supermarket at 20th Street and Highland Avenue, in central Phoenix.
Customers and cashiers stare at the 5-foot-11, 180-pound man, who is dressed in a pink bonnet, pink shorty dress, and white patent leather shoes. Gold heart-shaped earrings twinkle beneath his carefully curled hair. Under his dress, you can see his diaper. He takes his place in line with a carry-all basket full of juice and Gerber baby food.
"Oh shit! It's Baby Man," says one cashier, a Hispanic kid who's heard the legend but has never been a witness to the spectacle. "It's like Sasquatch!" he says. "You don't believe it exists until you see it."
And even then, you're likely to think Baby Man is the star of a hidden-camera TV show, a singing telegram, or maybe on his way to a costume party. But Windsor is for real. This is no spoof.
The customers waiting in line behind Windsor -- a 54-year-old semi-retired singer and actor, and "full-time adult baby/diaper lover" (AB/DL) -- are giggling, then grimacing. But Windsor seems oblivious.
When offered a business card and asked for an interview, Windsor doesn't bother to remove the pacifier he's sucking on before responding.
"Oh, cool," he says from the side of his mouth.
He promises he'll call the next day to answer the biggest question of all:
Why?
And then he gets into his Buick sedan -- personalized license plate: "DIAPER1" -- and drives home to his east Phoenix apartment where he'll play with stuffed animals, eat in his high chair, and maybe play on the Internet, searching for friends.
Then he'll wash his messy nappies before putting himself down for the night in a custom-made crib big enough for a baby his size.
