I posted the first review in this article last year on this website, but this week, it ran in the Durango Telegraph.
When I consider how my light is spent, 
Ere half my days in this dark world and wide,
And that one talent which is death to hide
Lodged with me useless, though my soul more bent
To serve therewith my Maker, and present
My true account, lest He returning chide;
“Doth God exact day-labor, light denied?”
Those are John Milton’s words, written soon after he lost his sight. Later, he would write Paradise Lost, one of the greatest works of literature ever written. Squint a little, and they also could be the words of Jean-Dominique Baubie, who at the age of 44 had a massive stroke. He awoke from a coma only able to blink, and managed to write his autobiography via blinks before he died two years later from pneumonia.
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