Hello Darkness, My Old Friend: How Daring Dreams and Unyielding Friendship Turned One Man’s Blindness Into an Extraordinary Vision for Life

by Sanford D. Greenberg

People without sight have a special reverence for trust. I must trust people to lead me in places where I have never been. I must trust people to read written materials to me accurately and completely. I must trust accountants and business partners (and there have been betrayals in my life), as well as people who make change for me, especially with paper currency, and so on. Many are people I have encountered by chance, and so they surely cannot yet have earned my trust. It is all too frequently just not practical for me to wait around while someone earns my trust. Hence, that casual everyday term: blind trust. I am something of a Federal Reserve of trust, doling it out—sometimes reluctantly, often under pressure of circumstance—as if there is no end to it. Yet I admit my reliance on trust.