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This is the GUIDE PAGE MAGAZINE web text edition for
February 2018,
1Unless otherwise noted, all material is the property of
CWAB® (registered trademark), Incorporated.
Reproduction of audio, and or printed articles or
photos in the original printed issue may not be
reproduced or distributed in whole or in part without
prior written consent from the copyright holder.
1The GUIDE PAGE MAGAZINE is published monthly by:
CWAB® (registered trademark), Inc., 38 Washington
Avenue, Huntington, WV 25701.
Phone (304) 522-6991, Fax (304) 522-6924
e-mail: cwabadm@cabellwayne.org
Internet: www.cabellwayne.org or www.cwab.org
Cabell-Wayne Association of the Blind, Inc.
Executive Officers:
Joann Wallace - President
Eddy Adkins - Vice President
Leah Thompson - Secretary
Brenda (Blake) Fletcher- Treasurer
Board Members: Laundle Powers, Wanda Annis,
Mike Fitzpatrick, Sue Canterbury, James O’Neil, Trish
Walker, and Mark Oldaker
Paul Slone, Executive Director
Jerry Crabtree, GUIDE PAGE editor
Major funding provided by the Teubert Foundation,
Cabell-Wayne Association of the Blind
Mission and Vision Statements
OUR MISSION: Cabell-Wayne Association of the Blind
is committed to promoting and advocating the
economic, educational, and social welfare of the blind
and visually impaired of all ages so that they can
maintain a lifestyle comparable to other members of
society.
OUR VISION: CWAB® (registered trademark) will be
seen nationally as a model for organizations and
agencies that help blind and visually impaired persons
achieve maximum independence. CWAB® will be
known for timely and appropriate state-of-the-art
responses to the changing needs of consumers
throughout the Tri-State area and beyond.
CWAB® will once again be offering basket weaving
classes. There will be 3 classes, one in February, one in
March, and one in April. Each class will consist of three
consecutive weeks in the month you are signed up for.
February class: February 7th, 14th, and 21st
March class: March 7th, 14th, and 21st
April class: April 4th, 11th, and 18th
All classes must be attended in order to complete your
basket. Anyone who fails to attend a scheduled class
will forfeit their basket, and it will be completed by a
volunteer to be sold in the CWAB® basket sale.
Sign up for these classes will be through Linda Worthy.
You sign up, and she will pick the month you will be
attending. If you have any scheduled appointments you
need to tell Linda at the time of sign up and she will try
to accommodate you.
Classes are on a first come first sign up basis. If there
is anyone who has never attended a basket weaving
class they will move to the top of the list.
Each class will consist of 6 consumers. We will be
making a Wisconsin Market Basket.
To reserve your place in a class, call the Services
Division office at 304-522-6991.
Volume 29, Issue 2, February 2018
In this issue: Mission and Vision Statements, New
Schedule for Basket Classes, From the Director’s Desk,
Rummage Sale Coming in May!, GUIDE PAGE “Narrator
of the Month”, Tips On Severe Weather Transportation,
Benefits Of “Empty Stocking” Program, Crabtree
Celebrates 20th Year, Valentine Social Announced,
Excerpts From, “The Rock”, by Kermit Nance,
Recreation Activities, Support Groups, Guide Page
Magazine By E-mail, Activities Calendar for 2018,
Association Meeting Schedule, CWAB® Services.
ON THE COVER: A late night “out my backyard” view,
courtesy of Justin Waybright of Waybright
Photography. (C) Waybright Photography * Used by
Permission * All Rights Reserved
FROM THE DIRECTOR’s DESK
Hello Everyone!
February is here! Hopefully warmer weather is
right around the corner!
Our Valentine Social is right around the corner.
The date is Friday, February 9th. We’ll have our fun
from 6 to 9 p.m. Food, fun, music, and games. Sign-up
now so you won’t miss out!
Our staff is getting ready for the ever-popular
Easter Egg Sale. Order early!
Basket classes are scheduled for February, March,
and April. If you are new to basket making, it is a fun
way to interact with fellow consumers, learn something
new, and create something useful for your home. Call
Linda Worthy at 304-522-6991 to add your name to the
class list.
Fudge sales for this year were outstanding! Total
funds raised was over $1,800!
As we celebrated the holidays this year, Cabell-
Wayne Association of the Blind helped give something
back to our community by participating in the “Empty
Stocking” program. Headed by Rhonda Spears, and
through generous support from our community and
neighbors, we were able to provide gifts for 30
consumers, who otherwise would not have had them.
Thank you, everyone!
As always, my door is open for thoughts,
suggestions, or problem solving.
Until next month .....
THERE IS A PHOTO AT THE BOTTOM OF THIS
ARTICLE. The photo is an artwork graphic of a male
character with his arms loaded down wuth “rummage”.
The caption reads, “The annual Cabell-Wayne
Rummage & Bake Sale will be held May 3rd & 4th.
Check the garage, closet, and the attic and start
gathering your junk - er, rummage for donation. If you
need it picked up, call 304-522-6991.
Come on by ... YOU WON’T BELIEVE THE BARGAINS!
The GUIDE PAGE MAGAZINE’s “Narrator of the Month”
for January 2018 was CWAB®’s Jerry Crabtree, (with
additional narration from Kermit Nance).
“Building each month’s GUIDE PAGE MAGAZINE is
a challenge,” Crabtree said. “There are plenty of ‘core’
items, but adding to that core is the hard part,” he
added.
Content varies from month-to-month depending on
agency activities and what might come across my desk.
I may have results and photos from our “5K Run/Walk
For Sight”, I might have concert photos, poems, event
announcements, obituaries, items from the local paper,
or something of interest found on the internet. My
sources are endless!
Like my article sources, my pool for narrators is
likewise vast and unique. I may do the narrative
myself, or if scheduling permits, I might obtain the
services of one of my many broadcast friends. I have
been known to seek the talents of national figures as
well. Over the past six months or so, our friend Kermit
Nance has been narrating some of his short stories.
Narration sessions for these stories are done every few
months and may include a dozen stories at a time.
My point? You’ve heard the phrase, “it takes a
village to raise a child”, right? Well, it takes a lot of
work to build a GP!
To get your free subscription, call 304-522-6991!
Tips for using CWAB® transportation during severe
weather months
We are now officially into the Winter season, so
let’s brush-up a bit regarding transportation.
As a general rule, scheduling your transportation is
as simple as picking up the phone. However, there are
several things to keep in mind:
Making an appointment for transportation pick-up
must be made 24-hours in advance.
Individuals with working schedules, or school
schedules will be given priority.
Emergency eye doctor appointments are given top
priority.
You should also consider the weather. Sudden or
predicted hazardous weather can delay or even cancel
a scheduled pick-up appointment. Also dress warmly
and in layers. It’s also a good idea to wear gloves and
water-resistant shoes.
Be courteous to your driver. Avoid conversations
that may be a distraction during bad weather.
Try to avoid bringing a large number of items onto
the shuttle bus. Liquids are not allowed.
To schedule your transportation, call 304-522-6991.
Consumers Benefit From “Empty Stocking” Program
“Empty Stocking” Outreach Program
Cabell Wayne Association of the Blind would like to
thank Sydney Polan from Information and Referral of
Huntington, for including our organization in this
wonderful way of reaching out to those in need.
Due to limited space we were allowed to present five
names of blind or visually impaired consumers that
needed help. The response has been terrific! We have
received calls from individuals in Canada, Baltimore,
Texas, Illinois and New York wanting to help.
Not only have we filled these needs, but thanks to
compassionate people of our community and other
local organizations such as The Westmoreland Senior
Center, St. Mary’s Hospitality House, and Alcon
employees, we were able to give to 30 consumers of
Cabell Wayne Association of the Blind.
On behalf of the CWAB® Board, Director, staff of the
Services Division, and consumers, we thank everyone!
May you have a Merry Christmas and a bountiful New
Year!
Rhonda Spears
Office Manager
THERE IS ONE PHOTO WITH THIS ARTICLE. The
picture is of a group of six Cabell-Wayne staff members
standing alongside a Christmas tree. The group os
surrounded in front and to the sides by gift wrapped
packages, and bags filled with items to be delivered.
Those pictured are, from left to right: Paul Slone, Toni
Walls, Rhonda Spears, Linda Worthy, Pam Cabell, and
Jeff Ball. The caption reads, “Cabell-Wayne
Association of the Blind’s participation in this year’s
“Empty Stocking” program benefitted 30 needy
consumers in its agency. Pictured with items
distributed are (left to right), Paul Slone, Toni Walls,
Rhonds Spears, (coordinator), Linda Worthy, Pam
Cabell, and Jeff Ball.”.
LET’S CELEBRATE!
We at Cabell-Wayne like to celebrate milestones - we’ve
done it with birthdays, retirements, and anniversaries.
This March, we’re going to do it again!
The final day of February will mark Media-
Marketing Manager Jerry Crabtree’s 20th anniversary
as a staff member with CWAB®! WOW, twenty years -
that’s a LOT of Guide Pages!
To celebrate the occasion, the Services Division
will honor Jerry with a reception on Friday, March 9th,
from Noon to 2 p.m. There’ll be cake and refreshments.
Anyone wishing to attend, should let us know by
Friday, March 2nd. If you need transportation, you
should let us know at that time. This is going to be
fun!!!
VALENTINE SOCIAL, Friday, February 9th from 6p.m. to
9p.m.. Music, Games, and FUN!
This announcemebt is placed inside a heart-shaped
design made up of dozens of smaller hearts.
“THE ROCK” by Kermit Nance
Continuing this month, the series which began in
September of 2017, former Cabell-Wayne Computer
Instructor Kermit Nance graciously shares three new
chapters from the group of short stories collectively
titled, “The Rock”. Originally written as a favor to his
brother, Jim, “The Rock”, is a gathering of tales of life
centering around a popular landmark near Deering,
Ohio.
Nance retired in 2010, and now enjoys spending time
with his grandchildren, as well as playing harmonica in
church.
Three more chapters this month!
X. Heartbreak ---
Josie and Sarah Lou were not the only Summers kids
who ventured down to the Rock. Their brothers
sometimes fished there. Today, in the spring of 1933, it
was Stella. She sat on the Rock and stared into the
deep pool of water in the creek’s curve, not because
she really wanted to, but because it was just habit to
come here when troubled. And troubled she was!
Yesterday evening, on her birthday, Ronnie Rehner had
proposed marriage! But the proposal had come with a
catch…a huge catch. He had told her that he was
leaving Ohio and moving west, and he wanted her to
go with him. He wasn’t just moving west to Scioto
County or Adams County like some of her relatives had
done. That would have been bad enough in Stella’s
mind, but he was moving all the way across the country
to Washington! Washington! Two thousand miles or so
across the country!
The very thought of moving into a strange country with
no family anywhere near her was just crazy,
overwhelming, and insane to Stella. “I love him, but I
just can’t do that! Why, I’d probably never see Mommy
or Poppy again in my whole life! Or Josie, or any of
them! I just can’t do it!” thought Stella, over and over.
“And he wants to just run off without saying goodbye
to anybody! Get married on the way, and write back
when we get there to tell’em where we are! I just can’t!”
Ronnie had given her until tomorrow to make up her
mind. He said if they just left, then nobody could try to
stop them. If they didn’t find out until after the fact,
there’d be nothing that anybody could do about it!
Stella stared into the deep pool below her. She
imagined that she saw her face in the water’s reflection.
It seemed to beckon to her to enter the water…just get
in and sink under the surface, take a deep breath……
and drown, and get away from such decisions. She felt
herself moving closer to the edge, closer…but just
before falling over she regained enough composure to
move away. Her mind screamed “Run!” and run she
did, up the trail, toward her parents’ home. The tree
limbs rocking in the breeze seemed as if they were
Hell’s very demons trying to get into her mind! Tears
flowed freely as she made her way up the creek trail. “I
can’t do it!” she screamed to no one, as she
contemplated what she was giving up. Ronnie was the
only man she had ever loved, but his request was just
too much for her to comprehend. She’d have to give
him up, give up the happiness, give up the children
they might have, give up everything they’d planned.
“How can he do this to us!” she wailed. “How?”
There was no answer to that question. She tearfully told
him goodbye the next day. She never saw him again.
Three years later, word got back to her through mutual
acquaintances that he had married and was staying in
Washington. After a few wild years, Stella married an
older divorced man. There were no children. To her
dying day, she remembered the decision she had made
at the Rock. She always wished she had given in to the
dark urge, to end her miserable life, to sink forever
under the cool, soothing water and end it all, there in
the big pool beside the Rock..
XI. Escape ---
Ellie Britten was finishing eighth grade on this day.
Ellie Britten was smart. Ellie Britten was a pretty, dark-
complexioned 15-year-old, but she was bearing an even
darker secret burden. Ellie Britten was being abused by
an older brother! It had started about two and a half
years ago. She knew she had to get away, anywhere…
just away…maybe up to Aunt Lydia in Montgomery,
West Virginia! If her dad ever found out, he’d probably
kill her brother... maybe her, too. She couldn’t let that
happen! Ellie Britten was planning to just disappear
this very night! None of her siblings could know. Her
mother could not know. Her best friend could not know.
Neither could her teacher! Nobody!
She’d read in the paper how a thirteen year old black
girl had escaped a bad home life in Huntington, WV.
She’d taken a few belongings and hopped one of the
many freight trains that ran up and down the Ohio
Valley, gone off into the world, and become a famous
blues singer. Ellie wasn’t even sure what “blues”
meant, but the black girl had succeeded. Ellie was
betting that she could, too.
As she sat on the Rock, she recalled all the good times
and fun she’d had here. Tears ran down her cheeks as
she thought of her first crush on a boy, her first stolen
kiss while crouching down behind the Rock so no one
could see them, and just talking to her friends.
But this had to be done, and she had it all figured out.
She’d already sneaked a few essential belongings out
of the house and had hidden them along the dusty road
that ran through her Appalachian hollow just before it
joined with the dirt road that led over the hill into
Possum Hollow and Sheridan and the railroad track
near the river. She’d tell her sister that she wanted to
go on over the hill to see some of the Linn kids instead
of going right home. Then, she’d double back,
make sure she wasn’t seen by anyone, get her small
hidden stash, and be gone. No one would miss her until
late dusk, maybe even dark. And by that time, there
wouldn’t be a trace of her to find! She’d be well on her
way to West Virginia.
She knew, that for some reason, the eastbound trains
that ran through every evening slowed down as they
entered Sheridan and approached South Point. She’d
hide in the woods by the track until it came, then jump
onto the slow-moving train, and no one would ever
know.
Lost in her thoughts, Ellie had forgotten there was an
end-of-school picnic going on around her. She
suddenly became aware of a voice penetrating her
consciousness. “A penny for your thoughts, Ellie!”
Looking up abruptly, she saw her teacher, Miss Wilzen,
standing beside the Rock, not three feet away.
“Oh, Miss Wilzen, I’m sorry…uh…I was just thinking
about…uh…about everything!” Ellie stammered.
“Well, I hope you’ve been thinking about going on to
high school in the fall like I’ve been telling you all
Spring,” Miss Wilzen urged.
It was Miss Wilzen’s first year of teaching, and she had
seemed to take a special interest in Ellie all year long.
In fact, Ellie had grown quite fond of the young teacher
and respected her greatly. She had really helped Ellie
throughout the year.
“Is something bothering you, Ellie? You don’t seem to
be having any fun today! And just why are you wearing
dark colors on a warm spring day? Aren’t you about to
burn up?” Miss Wilzen looked almost suspicious.
“No,” lied Ellie, “nothing’s bothering me…and I like
dark colors! I look good in them!” Her tone became
light and jovial.
“Well, you do wear darks really well,” agreed Miss
Wilzen, smiling. “But try to have some fun on your last
day at Webbtown and the Rock!”
“OK, I will!” replied Ellie, as Miss Wilzen moved away
toward another group of students.
The rest of the day went on as usual with picnic food,
farewell hugs, and last goodbyes for the summer which
for some, unknowingly, would be last goodbyes
forever.
In the afternoon, Ellie’s plan to deceive her sister about
her real intentions worked like clockwork. Making sure
not to be seen by anyone she knew, Ellie gathered her
hidden belongings and headed hurriedly over the hill to
Sheridan. It took over an hour to make her way there. A
few cars passed by, but no one acted like they were
suspicious. She moved past the carryout liquor store
which looked like they were doing their usual good
business, and turned down a dirt street which crossed
the rail tracks very close to the river. She went on to the
line of trees that grew between the river and the tracks
to hide and wait.
As the wait stretched longer than she had imagined,
gnawing fear finally gripped her very soul, and second-
guessing set in with a vengeance. Her breathing
became quick and shallow as she thought about the
finality of what she was about to do.
Finally, she heard the whistle of the approaching train
somewhere downriver towards Coal Grove. It was soon
to be now or never! Hastily, she mentally gauged how
much time she would have to cover the distance from
trees to track. She thought of home, her brother, her
dad…all the reasons she was doing this. She took a
deep breath…and another…and said aloud “It just has
to be this way!” The train was coming ever closer. As
the engine went by, she could tell it was slowing
somewhat, but it seemed faster close up than when
she’d seen it at a farther distance.
As a section of empty cattle cars came lunging out of
the gathering dusk, she made her move. Running
swiftly in the rough gravel, she matched her speed to
the moving train, looked for a place to step and grab,
saw it, leaped, and clung for dear life. She struggled to
keep hold of the strap of her bag of belongings as she
wriggled into the empty train car “Thank God, it’s
empty!” was her only thought before bursting into great
wracking sobs of both relief and regret. A quarter-mile
ahead, the steam engine wailed its lonely whistle into
the gathering blackness of night, sounding like it was
crying, too.
A small campfire on the river’s edge glowed through
the trees and the deepening twilight. Two hoboes
glanced up toward the passing train. “What was that?”
the older asked.
“What was what?” the other answered. “I didn’t see
nuthin’ up there!”
“I thought I saw somethin’ moving beside the train…
like a dark shadow…it seemed like it was there and
then it was gone!” came the answer as they both stared
through the trees.
“You’re seein’ things, Smitty!” the younger chided.
“Yep, reckon so!” agreed Smith, rubbing his aging
eyes.
“I reckon so!”
XII. A Cat’s Last Tale ---
Josie Summers could feel the reddish hair on her arms
standing tall as she listened in near horror to the story
that Dee Wilson was telling her. At church the
week before, he’d revealed that he and his dogs had
been invited out to Rock Camp on Monday night where
foxhunters were complaining about their weekly hunts
being ruined by something attacking their dogs. They
had agreed to meet on Wednesday afternoon at the big
Rock near Webbtown School.
The two dogs, and Dee, too, were well-known
throughout the local communities either for their
fearlessness or maybe their lack of good judgment. The
hunters wanted to know if Dee’s two dogs, a big three-
legged collie named Jack who had chewed his way out
of a muskrat trap, and a powerful–looking mongrel
named Johnny, would take on the brazen beast of
Burns Ridge, the location of their usual camp.
“A couple of ‘em came over to Paw’s to pick up me and
the dogs,” Dee had begun, excitedly. “The dogs didn’t
much like gettin’ in the bed of that old truck, so I got up
there with’em, and then they seemed okay!”
“Well, when we finally got up on that ridge on that old
dirt road, I got’em out and tied them to a bush. Gosh o’
mighty, that’s bad road up there…worse than this’un,”
he gestured toward the road by the Rock, “and even
worse than the one up to your Uncle Jim’s place.
“So what happened up there on Burns Ridge, Dee?”
asked Josie.
“It was the craziest thing, Josie! The fox hounds
wouldn’t even leave the campfire! They were scared to
go! The men said that at first the dogs would find a trail
and start a chase, and then that dang thing would howl
or scream and attack’em! They’d come back to the fire
all scratched and ripped and bleeding! After a couple
times like that, they stopped even goin’ out!”
“I can’t imagine dogs like that gettin’ scared, they look
too big and mean!” Josie said.
“You shoulda heard that thing scream, Josie!”
continued Dee. “I felt goose bumps all over me! It came
within a few hundred feet of us, right down the back
side of that hill! It was the most awful thing I ever
heard! Some of the hounds even got right up on their
owners lap! And some of the men left the fire and got
into whatever they drove up there! And the hair on the
dogs’ back stood straight up! You shoulda seen old
Jack’s hair! Wow! And old Johnny’s woulda stood up,
too, if it was long enough! But he just growled!”
Josie pictured the alarmed collie. He must have looked
near twice as big as he really was. She pictured
Johnny, too, and shivered. She wouldn’t want Johnny
growling at her! He was ugly and looked like one of
those dogs that people have fight each other and make
bets. “Then what?” she asked in a somewhat shaken
voice. She had thought of the fact that cougars were
said to have a hunting range of ten or twelve square
miles, maybe more. She had also realized that would
include where they were sitting.
“Well, Jack and Johnny were straining hard on their
leashes, standing on their hind legs, and growlin’ like
crazy. One of the guys asked me what I was gonna do,
so I said ‘I’m gonna let’em loose’ so I did. They took off
like a shot, down over that hill, and then there was the
goshawfullest fight you ever heard! Barkin’ and snarlin’
and growlin’ like I never heard before and hope never
again! Then, they started runnin’! I guess the dogs were
getting’ the best of that thing! So I started down over
the hill myself! Somebody handed me a .45 pistol as I
started out away from the fire!” Dee stated, staring into
space, as if he was seeing it all again.
“Dee Wilson, you coulda got yourself killed! You
shouldn’t have gone out like that!” scolded Josie.
“Anyhow, it found out that it wasn’t fightin’ just skinny
old fox hounds!” Dee added, proudly. “So, I’m almost
down to the bottom of the hill when I heard the dogs
bark like they do when they get something up a tree!
They made it take a tree!”
“So, I was just about there, I could see the tree in the
moonlight, and I saw a big, long shadow jump from one
tree to another, then it made a leap I couldn’t hardly
believe, nearly twenty-five or thirty feet, and it lit the
ground runnin’ and headed across the valley toward
the rock cliff with the dogs right behind! I couldn’t
really tell what it was, though, in the moonlight! The
men said there were some caves over there! They’d
finally followed me down the hill and caught up to me.”
“And then what?” asked Josie, nearly breathless,
anxious to hear but dreading what that might be.
“We went ‘cross the field to the rocks, and the dogs
had somethin’ holed up!” explained Dee. “They
couldn’t get in, and whatever it was couldn’t get out! It
was a standoff!”
“You mean that thing is still over there?” Josie
exclaimed fearfully, glancing toward the woods around
them.
“No, I don’t think so! Them caves don’t have backdoor
openings, so the men out there say! One of’em knew
somebody that runs a little coal mine out that way, so
he went over there and borrowed some dynamite! He
placed it up above the cave opening! Some of’em kept
throwing rocks into the opening to scare the thing
while I pulled the dogs back to a safe place. The guy
had gotten a long fuse, so he’d already lit it before we
pulled back. We could see the sparkin’ in the dark. So
we had time to get to a safe distance before it blew!
And, my land o’ livin,’ Josie, did it ever blow! Wow!
Knocked down enough rock to fill up two or three
houses!”
“So the thing, far as we know, got sealed up in that hill!
I kinda feel sorry for it, but we just can’t have
something like that roamin’ around the country! Just a
matter of time before somebody’d get killed. I heard
somebody had to hide in the apple house over at
Broces’s the other evening. Somethin’ spooked ‘em
real bad, chased’em I hear…mighta been that thing out
there. And maybe that’s what I heard a while back, right
here on this Rock!”
Cold chills were going up and down Josie’s backbone
as Dee finished the wild-sounding tale of the cat,
whatever species it was. She couldn’t quite get past the
part about the caves not having back doors. What if the
men were wrong? When Dee offered her a ride home on
old George, who had been patiently waiting, she readily
accepted the offer, even though it was broad daylight!
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Future chapters include:
“Bird-Brain Students”, “Goodbye, My Love”,Gas,
Gas!, Country Accents and others.
The Rock” by Kermit Nance, Copyright(C) 2017, by
Kermit Nance, ALL RIGHTS RESERVED, and USED BY
PERMISSION.
The fourth Wednesday of February, March, and April
will be Bingo days. So ...
February 28th
March 28th
April 25th
Interested? Sign-up NOW!
BOWLING!
Bowling is a popular CWAB® (registered trademark)
activity.
FIRST RULE! You don’t need to know how to bowl to
have fun!
Bowlers meet from 12:30 to 2:30 P.M. on specified
Mondays at the Strike Zone Bowling Center, in
Huntington. To sign up, call the Services Division
office at 304-522-6991.
RECENT HIGH SCORES
WITH BUMPERS: Kim Blake, 83; Mark Robertson, 79
WITHOUT BUMPERS: Harvey Green, 109; Pearl Church,
90
SUPPORT GROUPS
Cabell-Wayne Association of the Blind offers its
consumers a variety of specific interest support
groups.
These groups “hold up”, or “give assistance” to
consumers with similar needs. Whether that need be
for diabetics, for individuals who work and are either
blind or visually impaired, or parents of blind or
visually impaired children, the goal is the same:
discuss problems and situations, and offer possible
solutions or comfort. Groups occasionally make trips
to local areas of interest. Free transportation is
provided.
For more details, call the Services Division at 304-
522-6991.
Here’s the schedule:
Group A, Eddy Adkins, 2nd & 4th Thur., 11a to 1p.
Group B, Paul Slone/Brenda Blake, 1st & 3rd Thur., 10
a.m. to Noon
Group C, Working, Heather McComas, 2nd & 4th
Thur., 5 p.m. to 7 p.m.
Group D, Diabetic, Paul Slone, 1st Tue., 11a to 1p.
Parents, Mary Parsons, 3rd Thursday, 6 p.m. to 8 p.m.
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to suit the vision requirements of its readers - large
print, Braille, audio tape & CD, web text, web audio,
PDF file format, and e-mail - all available at no cost to
anyone who wishes to receive it. It is the e-mail edition
we’ll focus on here.
On average, nearly 700 copies in various formats
are produced each month. The majority are print
editions. Each format requires its own unique
expenditures for publication. The most cost effective
edition to produce is e-mail.
E-mail issues use no ink, paper, packaging, or
postage. Recipients simply open the message on their
computer and read or let their screen reader software
read it for them.
Changing your subscription to an e-mail-only one
will greatly assist in continuing to provide services.
For more information, please call 304-522-6991.
Activities Calendar for 2018
February
9th Valentine Social
19th Closed in observance of President’s Day
March
17th Kiwanis Pancake Breakfast
19th - 20th Making Easter Eggs
24th Teubert Prep Easter Party
30th Closed in observance of Good Friday
April
2nd Moving Rummage
19th Teubert Prep Talent Share
ASSOCIATION MEETING DATES:
ALL CONSUMERS of Cabell-Wayne Association of the
Blind are urged to attend regularly scheduled monthly
association meetings.
These meetings are designed to keep consumers
informed and up-to-date on events and activities of the
Services Division and topics relative to the association
as a whole.
Remember, to have a quorum and to be able to discuss
and vote on association business, a fifty-percent plus
one attendance of voting-eligible members must be
present.
Free transportation to these meetings is provided upon
request with advance notice and scheduling
availability.
Meetings are held the third Tuesday of each month
from 1 to 3 p.m.
For 2018, meeting dates include:
February, 20th, March 20th, and April, 17th.
CWAB® (registered trademark) Services
TRANSPORTATION – Getting around is a major
roadblock to the blind and visually impaired.
Consumers are offered free transportation to work,
doctor’s appointments, shopping, and group activities.
Limited vision no longer means limited transportation.
ORIENTATION & MOBILITY – O&M’s goal is to train
consumers with techniques of safe, efficient travel both
in the home and into the community. Skills are taught
that are vital for independence, confidence and self-
satisfaction. Instruction is built around the goals and
needs of the student.
REHABILITATION – Learning new skills to improve
daily living enhances quality of life for the visually
impaired. Magnifiers and talking devices are available.
Instruction in Braille, cooking, and even simple tasks
like phone dialing can lead to a more independent life.
COMPUTER TRAINING - Training is the key to computer
technology. Utilizing keystrokes and enhancement
software, the student learns to complete a variety of
tasks sighted computer users take for granted. Limited
vision should not limit your technical training.
ADAPTIVE TECHNOLOGY - A CCTV can be used to
magnify books, newspapers, and magazine print to the
size of a regular television screen allowing individuals
the ability to enjoy reading again. Adaptive technology
can bring you back to the world, and the world to you.
RECREATION – Everyone knows the key to success is
the ability to play well with others. CWAB®’s
recreational program offers a variety of activities for
any age consumer. Both indoor and outdoor events are
scheduled on a regular basis.
For more information on services and volunteering, call
34-522-6991.
This is the end of the GUIDE PAGE MAGAZINE web
text edition for February 2018.
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