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　　One afternoon I toured an art museum while waiting for my husband to finish a business meeting．I was looking forward to a quiet view of the art works．

　　A young couple viewing the paintings ahead of me chatted nonstop between themselves．I watched them a moment and decided the wife was doing all the talk．I admired the husband's patience for putting up with her continuous talk．Distracted by their noise, I moved on．

　　I met with them several times as I moved through the different rooms of art．Each time I heard her constant burst of words, I moved away quickly．

　　I was standing at the counter of the museum gift shop making a purchase when the couple came near to the exit．Before they left, the man reached into his pocket and pulled out a white object．He extended it into a long stick and then tapped his way into the coatroom to get his wife's jacket．

　　“He's a brave man．”The clerk at the counter said,”Most of us would give up if wewere blinded at such a young age．During his recovery he made a promise that his life wouldn't change．So , as before, he and his wife come in whenever there's a new art show．”

　　“But what dose he get out of the art?”I asked,“He can't see．”

　　“Can't see? You're wrong．He sees a lot．More than you or I do．”The clerk said,“His wife describes each painting so he can see it in his head．”

　　I learned something about patience, courage and love that day．I saw the patience of a young wife describing paintings to a person without sight and the courage of a husband who would not allow blindness to change his life．And I saw the love shared by two people as I watched this couple walk away hand in hand．

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