I started wearing glasses some time in the 4th grade. I have a vague recollection of being able to see just fine one moment and then looking a something at the board and having just the faintest edges start to waver out of focus. I must have said something to someone, because shortly after that point, I ended up with glasses. (Although I have no recollection of the actual process of getting the things.) And of course, this was circa 1984, so the glasses I got were ginormous bug-eyed looking things, made of heavy glass.  (Seriously, WTF was up with fashion in those days? We all look so damn goofy with our knee high socks and our short shorts. And giant puffy ringlet curl perms. And buggy glasses.)  I got my first pair of contacts in 8th grade and I’ve never looked back, so to speak. And since my dad… Read more