Ray Charles And Blindness

My wife and I were driving home when she mentioned how terrible it must be to blind. I replied that the famous blind singer—I had forgotten his name—said that restoring his sight was not high on his wish list. “I’m used to it,” he said. “It’s not like you closing your eyes and bumping into chairs, trying to imagine what it would be like.”

So who was this famous blind singer? If the question was a multiple-choice, I’m sure I could easily pick out the right answer. It was bugging me, so when I got home, I looked it up on my computer. I remembered he sang Georgia On My Mind, and I looked that up. Of course, it was Ray Charles, and I was surprised that he died in 2004 of liver failure. Nobody told me. I had assumed he was tucked away in a nursing home somewhere. When clips are shown so often on TV, it’s hard to remember who is dead and who is still alive.

The list of his children went on and on. Some pleasures he did not miss out on.

Even Helen Keller said she would rather have her hearing back than her sight (although knowing neither, she would be a poor one to comment).

I also remember reading that when a blind person feels an object, they are not building a 3D image in their minds, as we would. 3D has no meaning for them, and only they know what they are “seeing.”

Someone else said that sight tends to isolate us, while hearing unites us.

RWalck@Verizon.net

Advertisements

About Roger Walck

My reasons for writing this blog are spelled out in the posting of 10/1/2012, Montaigne's Essays. They are probably not what you think.
This entry was posted in Popular culture. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.