His neighbors and those who had formerly seen him begging asked, "Isn't this the same man who used to sit and beg?"1
Some claimed that he was. Others said, "No, he only looks like him." But he himself insisted, "I am the man."
"How then were your eyes opened?" they demanded.
He replied, "The man they call Jesus made some mud and put it on my eyes. He told me to go to Siloam and wash. So I went and washed, and then I could see."2
"Where is this man?" they asked him. "I don't know," he said.