My grandfather was blind. The result of an accident when he was a kid. He was sent to the Perkins Institute for the Blind outside of Boston. There he learned to cane chairs, because even a blind man needs to work. After graduation he took a job in Providence at the oldest indoor mall in America, The Arcade on Westminster Street.
Much has changed over the years from when he worked there and when I was a kid. I remember looking up to the third floor to where I heard he worked. Now the rustic charm has been covered in white drywall and the shops where my grandfather worked have been replaced by some thing called microlofts.
This is the view one sees when they’re looking up at their own history.