It seemed the ocean had always been part of his life--in St. Yves, France, in Southampton, New York, and here in California, north of Morro Bay. He loved the colors of the sunset. He mused. How do I see, people wonder, and how do I explain? On some days I see fairly clearly and on those days, I take out Jean-Marie's picture and Jennifer's. I study them and I study Johanna and the children and sometimes Johanna asks," Jef, why are you looking at me like that?" And the children will say, "Daddy, you're staring," and I look away. They don't realize how precious sight is, even sight like mine."