INSTANT FATHERHOOD

WHILE LIVING IN GREECE in the 1990s, I married a lovely Athenian woman, I discovered that my commitment to her included the land, its food, language, and calendar—and especially to her son, Georgie.

I first met Georgie, a gentle five-year-old, in his mother's bed and bath shop. He was playing animatedly by himself behind the cash register, waving a coin in the air, then settling into a quietly plaintive Greek song. I was charmed. I also noticed that he was unable to see. Nonetheless, he and I went for a walk that very day.

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