We were headed east down a lonely stretch of country road. It was an ink-black night. No light was visible anywhere except the headlights of our little old Volkswagen Beetle. It was a 1970 model. The moon was not shining. Not even a star was visible. We had just been remarking on how dark the night seemed, when suddenly in the distant sky there appeared a golden glow...That is how Deborah's night vision began on January 7, 1993, more than 24 years...