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Blindness is not my biggest problem.  Rather, it is the crucible in which my character defects boil over.  Add blindness to a perfectionist and he becomes immobile.  Add blindness to a victim and he becomes insufferable.  Blindness is the catalyst, … Continue reading →

Things were easier when I had my eyesight.  Walking down Ashland Avenue, crossing at the light, strolling into the Swedish bakery, eyeing the breads, the cookies, the cakes.  Signaling for the counter girl and pointing to that one, no, that … Continue reading →

It’s baseball season!  This season’s first pitch was delivered by a Beep Ball enthusiast.  “We’re forming a team,” he told me.  “Want to join?” “No, but thanks for asking,” I replied.  “Seems I spend half my life bent double at … Continue reading →

Second Sense publishes another blog, Second Opinions, in which staff and volunteers write on a wide range of topics from guide dogs to the advantages of dating someone with vision loss.  Check it out here: http://secondopinionsblog.second-sense.org/ 

My sculptor friend from Nova Scotia put it this way: “Airline travel in Canada is pleasant.  In the States, I feel like I’m a nuisance.”  If a sighted, exquisitely independent Canadian feels like a nuisance, where does that leave me?  … Continue reading →

Caution: The following post contains strong language.  Nobody warned me about the hazards of a writing fellowship.  Consequently, I contracted a painful case of “Writer’s Neck.”  While colleagues insisted suffering breeds creativity, I sought relief from Ms. V, the Main … Continue reading →

The resident artists here in Vermont are curious about Randy and, by extension, me.  Notoriety comes to us not from our own virtue, but from love in the hearts of the beholders toward all God’s simple creatures, namely Randy and, … Continue reading →

Siamese twins, joined at the leash.  Asleep/awake.  Work/play.  Him and me, for better and worse.  Not since training have we been so tethered.  So intermingled. Proximity breeds osmosis.  He amazes me by being adaptable, annoys me by being inconsistent.  He … Continue reading →

Dogs are soulful.  Whether they indeed possess souls, I leave in God’s hands. I know what I know from my life. I considered Sherlock, my first Seeing Eye dog, an old soul.  He possessed wisdom beyond intelligence.  He wore life … Continue reading →

The blind man told me, “Listen to the river.  The river will tell you where you are.  And when you know where you are, you’ll know where to go. So I said, “But wait.  You were there in summertime.  When … Continue reading →