See It to Be It

As a teenager, I attended a swim clinic at an indoor pool. Listening to instructions on the deck in the warm humidity as voices echoed around the large space made it hard to focus, but at least I wasn’t cold. The coach set up a video camera at the side of the pool and then…

Blocking the Sunlight

We left the cab and checked into our hotel in New Orleans’s Central Business District. We unlocked our door and the hardwood floors and fan-shaped bathroom tiles delighted me. After a few minutes of roaming the room as I oriented myself, I realized something unusual. Sure, I could hear next door’s TV and the furniture…