Are You Blind or Like Bartimaeus?
Here is a guest blog from my friend Amanda Haberman: My Great-Uncle
Jim was legally blind and still driving his car weekly well into his
80s. This was comical to me as a teenager, but I’m sure it was alarming
and dangerous in the eyes of my parents and probably his neighbors.
While Uncle Jim would take the wheel, my Auntie Annette would sit in the
passenger seat and be his “eyes” while he was driving.
You see, Auntie Annette didn’t have her license, and she had never
driven a car in her life. So, she wasn’t going to let her husband’s
deteriorating eyes keep her from running errands and making it to Mass.
She would remind all of us just how close she lived to these locations;
therefore, in her eyes it was “no big deal” that Uncle Jim was driving
blind. So as long as Jim could use his limbs, he was driving her. Click to continue
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