Pathway to Freedom
Broken and Healed
How a Seeing Eye Dog Retrieved My Life
By Patty Fletcher
I dove into the first part of Ms. Fletcher’s memoir expecting to read one more blind person’s account of escaping limitations. And please don’t get me wrong, such accounts are very valuable in expanding the awareness of anyone unfamiliar with the world of disabled individuals and the particular challenges of living without sight in a sighted world. I know these challenges personally, having lost my vision at the age of twelve.
What I found in her writing, however, is a rare and rivotting telling of human interaction. Not always kind. Not always honest. Ms. Fletcher paints all the hues of human interaction even as she draws the outlines of her own life experience.
From the book’s opening chapters, readers are instantly drawn into Ms. Fletcher’s heart. We accompany her to The Seeing Eye in pursuit of a guide dog. We join her in moments of self-doubt and triumph. We feel the bitter anguish as she deals with her abusively hot and cold Donny back home in Tennessee.
And all the while, Ms. Fletcher speaks openly, candidly, hopefully.
Powerfully raw at times, the author’s words never shrinks from expressing what needs to be told. By way of her own story, Ms. Fletcher urges readers to pay attention to their own hearts, to protect their own spirits, and to blaze their own trails.