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One frequent topic of discussion in the National Federation of the Blind is why we joined, when we joined, and those things that pushed us towards and away from the organization.

I was born in Nicaragua. At ten years old, I was forced to leave my country to escape death threats because of my father’s reputation in the military.

My earliest memory of having to deal with my impending blindness occured when my mom took  my siblings and me to visit the ophthalmologist’s office. I was probably seven years old, and the office staff took me into a dark room to dilate my pupils.

Hello, my name is Sheila Leigland and my husband’s name is Harold. We live in Great Falls, Montana and have been married for thirty years. We both have attended college and have bachelor’s degrees. My degree is in music education, and Harold’s degree is in social science with an extended minor in psychology.

On Sunday, March 9, the New York Times published “The Boys in the Bunkhouse,” which tells the story, in excruciating and horrific detail, of the men who worked for Henry’s Turkey Service in Atalissa, Iowa.

I rarely take time to watch television, but during Black History Month, I immersed myself in black films.

By Marc Maurer, President National Federation of the Blind   I was moved recently by a story of a bright young Chinese-American woman named Michelle Yang.

The following is a copy of an e-mail that was recently sent by NFB member Bob Hartt to the producers of NPR's This American Life: 

On April 11, 2013, I wrote a blog post entitled, “We Hold These Truths to Be Self-Evident—Do You?” That post was the result of talking to many people about the shift in thinking that needs to occur with respect to technology a