Helen Keller, The Story of My Life, p. 1
I was an adult when I first read this book. I was amazed that a person without sight and so young (she was 22 when she wrote it) could describe things she could not see with such vivid imagery.
When I perused the book again a few days ago, those sentences in the opening paragraph caught my eye. I suppose that most of us are like Helen: fact and fancy, truth and fantasy mix as we remember our own childhoods.
Helen was born on this day in 1880. Today is designated as Helen Keller Day in the United States. Happy Birthday, Helen.