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When we would be out in public, he often would ask me what a woman looked like if we encountered a moment in the sweet smelling fragrance that he so preceptively always noticed. As we interacted for many months with one another, I became a much better listener as he would bring to my awareness certain things that he could hear. One thing that used to always inspire me was how he had set a goal to live on his own, thousands of miles away from his family. He was darn proud of his accomplishments. Other than living on his own, he also was an accomplished guitar player and held a certain amount of prideful arrogance because of his musical abilities. We have long since parted ways for reasons i would rather not disclose. But I can say I learned a lot about life by hanging out with him.
I'm not really sure of anyone that I know who has had two close friends who could not see. One of them was such a joy to spend time with and the other was rather was quit aggressive in his behaviors. I consider this a privilege though to have been able to assist both of these men who have their own stories about how they lost their eyesight. My memories of interacting with both of them will forever be held as beautiful experiences in this lifetime.
He was just a young boy enjoying one of my all time favorite past times, baseball. The story he shared caused me to have a greater sense of gratitude that I could still see at age 45. My friend lost his vision due to a brain tumor that was discovered a few days after he had noticeable difficulty playing baseball. As he shared with me the many things that he remembers about having eyesight, the playing field was etched into the imagery of his mind.
My friend lost his vision due to a brain tumor as a young boy
My other friend was born without being able to see
Hanging out with people who don't have the privilege of being able see is an experience that I will commit to live again if God so chooses to connect me with another blind friend. Times with my friend, who lost his eyesight due to a brain tumor, where sometimes difficult because he had some anger inside because he was different than everyone else. Very often he tried to hide his blindness by acting like he could see a little. My other friend Jim was totally content with who he was and his circumstances. Maybe it has something to do with him being born without eyesight.
He has long since moved away but for the short few years that we interacted with one another, my memories bring a smile to my face. This friend, Jim, was born without being able to see. He was so different from my other blind man that I had known. One distinct difference is that he never asked me to describe anything to him. Where as my other relationship, he was constantly asking me to describe things to him. Jim having never seen anything before had no interest in descriptions. One special characteristic that he carried with him, was a huge smile. The usual routine was for him to grab my arm and follow my lead, We would both laugh when I would walk him into something and the common joke we had was that i was going to let him drive home.
