Blinded at the Flip of a Switch

When I was a small child, I remember our family going to visit my Aunt Mabel and Uncle Newt in Whiteville, NC. It was always scary going to meet aunts and uncles you rarely saw and going through the process of meeting their children and adapting to their home and environment. Aunt Mabel had three girls and one boy. One of the girls had been born on the same day that my brother was born. After the initial awkward introductions, we were soon at play with our North Carolina cousins. The Canterbury house was in a rural section of Whiteville, and I found that in the evening, when the kids were put to bed and the lights were turned out, it was dark. Now, I don’t mean ordinary dark; I mean pitch black dark. As a small town kid, I was accustomed to there being some light somewhere when the lights were turned off. In this rural setting, there was none. The first night there, I was terrified as I was certain that somehow or other when that light switch was flipped, my retinas stopped functioning. I don’t know how I survived, but I went to sleep and awakened to rejuvenated retinas, praise God!


About bobosbest

I am an 80-year-old retired English teacher whose writing goals are fulfilled by publishing these blogs. I have a wonderful married partner, Dimitris Tsitsiras, who is from Greece. Life is good and still an adventure.
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