Karl writes poetry and reads it on a local cable station. He has MS and vision problems. A sled helps him with moving around, because the sticks can only steady him so much. But, if he cannot see, he cannot drive the cart. Who knows how much damage he could do if he hit someone or something? But, if he cannot get around, he will lose his entire social network.
So, I walked down to the waterfront with him. We watched the light change. We watched the clouds speed up their movement across the sky. Then we separated to beat the storm.
