Part IV: Ghost Images Hovering Over Solid Images
A Life of Double Vision
What would my life be like without the “pirate” episode in the popsicle line at Maplewood pool when I was six-years old. (See “Part I: My World in Double Vision”). Or foregoing after-school sports for after-school eye training to strengthen my eye muscles (See “Part II: Being Called ‘The Four Eyed Freak’”) at age seven. I wouldn’t have…