Michael Finkel reporting on a most amazing thing: the blind can see, but just not in the way we expect.
The first thing Daniel Kish does, when I pull up to his tidy gray bungalow in Long Beach, California, is make fun of my driving. “You’re going to leave it that far from the curb?” he asks. He’s standing on his stoop, a good 10 paces from my car. I glance behind me as I walk up to him. I am, indeed, parked about a foot and a half from the curb.
The second thing Kish does, in his living room a few minutes later, is remove his prosthetic eyeballs. He does this casually, like a person taking off a smudged pair of glasses.
I’ve always thought that the worst disability that I could ever have would be to go blind, what with the highly visual nature of my work.
Reading about someone who who’s faced this ‘inconvenience’ head on and flourished in the face of it is simply inspiring.
Well worth a read.