Wednesday, March 17, 2010

The Amish

Jay wanted to go to Philadelphia to see a movie about the noir writer Davis Goodis http://www.allanguthrie.co.uk/pages/noir_zine/articles/hardboiled_philadelpiha.ph He had been interviewed for this and of course wanted to see himself. I was also curious and decided to go along. It was a documentary that was interesting with lots of interviews and a review of the writer's life. Since it was only Friday and there was plenty of time we decided to take a ride the next day and drive around and do some sightseeing in the Lancaster area. We ended up in a town called Intercourse with a large concentration of Amish people. It was a great day, cold all right, but not too icy. I looked around in a handsome quilt shop with the most colorful quilts,  and sure enough I ended up with a quilted jacket! Afterwards we took a horse driven buggy ride through the countryside, looking at the huge barns with their spotless windows, the white farm houses, now at night time all dark and without a light peaking out from inside. The driver was extremely talkative; he told us that of course the Amish don’t have telephones, but if they need a telephone they will send somebody to call for them. Of course they don't use electricity but they milk their cows somehow with the help of a Diesel motor. And we heard the summing of the Diesels all around us. Or he showed us the one-room school houses with their green shutters for approximately 30 children (they only attend school up to 8th grade.) Plenty of information was squeezed out of him about customs and habits. He grew up Amish, but married a non-Amish women whom he divorced later. And of course he was informed that this happened only because he had stepped out of the Amish circle.

Anyway, it was a good day again and so we decided to have dinner in one of these roadside restaurants offering Mennonite and Amish cooking. Since there was a bit waiting for a table involved we went upstairs to look at the books in the gift shop. Reading about Amish customs I suddenly realized that my sight was sort of "cloudy" . I did not pay attention to it, but later on when we sat at our table to start our dinner I covered my left eye and realized that I could see Jay only as a shadow and with a halo around it. A few minutes later I realized it was completely dark, no vision at all. That's how it was, 1-2-3 and my eye sight on the left eye was gone. Jay had to drive all the way home and suggested that we go to a hospital.  I hesitated, but when we finally reached home Stefan also strongly suggested to go to Englewood Hospital. All sorts of doctors poked around, tests were done, an ophtalmologist came around 2:00 AM. Enough. I stayed in the hospital until Tuesday and now I have only one eye with vision! Altogether I was lucky, it could have been much worse. I can drive (carefully) and fortunately don't look different from before! That counts also. But the fact remains, I am blind on one eye from now on.

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