After years of living under the watchful eyes of Grandpa and Aunt Jane, my mother and father bought our new house the summer of 1963. Buying that house was a big deal for them because Mommy and Daddy were Deaf and after a lifetime of struggle and exclusion this house was a declaration of faith in themselves and more importantly their independence.
Read MoreAnd then it’s New Years Eve. A time when we atone for our sins, and start again. I think a lot about amends and resolutions and about the time when I will have to choose my ½ of the magnets.
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