Aidan's Place at Westwood Recreation Center — Attraction in Los Angeles

Aidan James Gaffney was born on December 5, 1995. He was a bright eyed, courageous, sensitive and beautiful boy that was born with a progressive disease that left him ventilator dependant and wheelchair bound. In a wheelchair for five and one half years, Aidan taught us what it was like to be physically disabled in this world. One of his favorite activities was watching his siblings play at local playgrounds on the West Side of Los Angeles. Denied the opportunity to play himself because of poor accessibility, Aidan inspired us to build this playground so children of all abilities could play in their neighborhood parks. It is our hope that with increasing awareness of this need and adequate public funding, all future public playgrounds built throughout America will be designed to serve the needs of every child in the community. Aidan died on June 26, 2001 and never lived to see the opening of this...

My son absolutely loved and enjoyed his three hours👀😜 running and playing And making new friends. The park is fun of children of all ages. I remember having my oldest first birthday at this park( she is 13 now), and the park is still Poppin😁. The parents are friendly and take care of looking after all the children. You know that village theory will never die out, its ideas like that- that keeps connections going. There are all types of apparatus to play on, swings, fields to run in, a large sandbox, and pathways around the playing grounds to ride scooters, skate, and skateboard. Trust me your child won't be disappointed- (until its time to go home and have to leave the park)...my son ask if we could stay just 10more hours👀🤷🏾‍♀️🤦🏾‍♀️. So be...

Aiden's Place is an accessible park with enough to do for everyone. There are accommodations such as double wide play structures and wheelchair accessible spinners and swings. There are ramps up to most structures as well.

The once posh new outdoor restrooms are not well maintained. Not exactly sure what was responsible (poor drainage, lack of maintenance, recent seismic activity), but there was a river of urine once the door opened. A disgusting and nightmarish metaphor for what West LA has become. Impossible not to steer your stroller or wheelchair through. It's now dirtier than a...