Back in 1965, when I first became totally blind, I was so embarrassed to carry a white cane that I would hide it under my coat. At least I'd hide as much of it as possible. I practiced after dark, in the alley behind my house. It was a long time before I felt comfortable using the long white cane.
Frankly, I now feel naked without my cane when I'm out in public. Besides, on a plane or in any other crowded situation, the cane or dog guide alerts folks that you just might not see them. Why have the training with cane or dog only to hop out of your seat and bump your way down to the toilet? In my mind that makes me appear...well, blind.
Curious Carl
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