Walking stick, GPS on his phone, and the Zen of life.
Saturday, November 17th, 2007A blind man rode the bus home with me yesterday. And by, “with me” I mean he was on the same bus as I, and I watched him. I tried not to stare, not for his benefit as much as for the benefit of the other people around me.
Tags: blind man, bus stories, getting around, stories of riding the bus
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