“We treat each other like family here,” he said. “It’s like one big community that’s all one big family. And the fact that some of us are actually family has made it a lot easier to explain what it is we’re doing.”
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Geriann says, “All this stuff is going on, but I am filled with joy.” Photo by Anne Raway.by Elizabeth Pease
It’s a drizzly day in mid-October when I ring Geriann Raway’s doorbell for a chat. She greets me with a smile and a hug. Inside, she’s making a microwavable muffin for me in a coffee cup. Geriann has always fed her guests. She asks me cheerily to take a look and see whether it’s done. She can’t see well enough herself to tell.
Pouring some tea, she overflows her cup with hot water, yelping a bit when it hits her hand. I ask if she wants my help. “Oh, no, I overfill my cup about three times a day.” These more severe consequences of her vision loss began recently, but in her manner and bearing she’s just the same Geriann I’ve known for some time. If anything, she’s noticeably happier.
I remember waking up, looking around and seeing all this strange equipment, then I noticed that it was all attached to me!
