When her Deaf mother gets cancer a middle- aged daughter moves back into her childhood room with 2 questions:"Where is God?" &"Who took my Springsteen Poster?"
Full length 1 hour 30 minutes
I hate talking to him because he knows my parents sins. When we go to confession, Mommy and Daddy have to write their sins down on a piece of paper, fold it in half and slide it under the door of the confessional. Then they have to wait until the priest reads it, writes down their penance and slides it back out. I don’t know how they could even look at him without throwing up. Besides, I know he pitied us and that embarrassed me too.
But we had one saving grace- Father Trespasso. He had learned how to sign and even though he was at a parish far away Deaf families went to the monthly Mass- even if they weren’t catholic. Afterwards the adults would have “coffee and ..a little sometin’ sometin’. in the church basement and us kids would run through the church screaming because there was no one there to shush us. It was in Deaf church that I would watch my parents through the eyes of admiration & respect of the other Deaf and where we all prayed without shame everyones hands and voices rising up.