Fly Like a Bumblebee

No one knew I could hardly see until I was eight years old not even me! Then my second grade teacher caught me cheating on flash cards. Even eyeglasses with lenses thick as Coke bottle bottoms still left me legally blind.</P><P>Friends ran off and I could not see to follow. My father was chronically angry Mother turned out not to be the saint I imagined. Only magic and an enduring optimism saved me from a desperately twisted sense of identity and suicide.</P><P>Continuing with humor and optimism R. W. (Bob) Klamm reveals secrets of the magic arts that helped him separate fact from fiction. He includes many delightful stories of his experience as a blind man performing magic attending college teaching high school working in radio/TV and raising two caring and productive children. </P><P>Come fly with me. I have included some easy magic tricks. You can do them for family and friends.