My hobbit and I have a goodly neighbor. He is quite old and wise about many things, but some things he isn’t wise about. The first is that he doesn’t realize how blind my husband really is. He thinks that men are not real men unless they are fixing things around the house. He thinks my Hobbit could at least be Tim the Toolman Taylor if he just really tried. He’s right, my husband IS Tim the Toolman, but what most people have no concept of is how much it must cost the Taylor family in repairs to repair the repair that Tim repaired. Tim broke things being fully sighted, well informed and well equipped. Can you imagine what it would have been like if Tim had the eyesight of Mr. Magoo? I can, and that is why my Hobbit is not allowed to fix things that break (even if HE broke it-and nothing breakable survives in our house unless proactively and constantly protected). Getting someone who actually can fix things the first time around is why there is such a thing as Angies List AND neighbors/friends that know a little of this and that.
I know that many people don’t really GET how blind my husband is. Because he has some sight, and functions in familiar places (which is where most people will meet him) without his cane, people think he is not THAT blind. Let me assure you, he is. He can’t tell orange from pink, he can’t read this post in fourteen point font, he can’t see cars approaching him in the parking lot and he can’t read your lips (and none of this addresses his being deaf at all).
If a blind man asks you for help to fix something, don’t try to show him how to do it, just be a good neighbor and fix it for him. He could probably tell you exactly how to fix what is wrong after reading the dozen books he has on the subject, but he’s BLIND, it’s not really wisdom to expect him to figure out what the problem is on his own or do anything that takes hand-eye coordination. I mean honestly… he still can’t even really do the deacon shuffle.