The Fear I Fear I’ll Pass On

By Tammie Hefty I looked at Evie tonight at dinner and said, “You know, Evie, with your scabbed elbow, patch of cellulitis on your other arm, scabby bug bites on your legs, and the Band-Aid over your toe that the toenail is falling off of…you look like any normal kid.” …and my heart swelled. Having…

Looking For a Job

By Melvin Sheire After graduating from the Wisconsin School for the Visually Handicapped (WSVH) in June 1962, I came to Milwaukee to look for work. At that time, I was under the care of the state, and my social worker brought me. I was living at the Badger Association of the Blind, now known as…

Not Just a Walk, but an Adventure

By Theresa Sweeney-Smith In 1972, I was a 16-year-old girl with an eye problem. After visiting several optometrists and focusing on “the green bead” in the middle of the string for a whole summer, my Mom and Dad determined that I should see an ophthalmologist.  They made an appointment for me with my favorite aunt’s…

Looking Blind

By Annika Konrad When I learned about my visual impairment, one of my first thoughts was “What am I going to look like?” Like most teenagers, I was concerned with my looks and I didn’t like the idea of my vision impairing my fashion. I knew that blind people often wear large black sunglasses and…