Dateline Hartford CT.
The play ended Saturday night! I am happy to have NAD/RID Region I this week or I would be totally depressed. Playing Snoopy was more fun than I have given myself permission to have in a long time! A group of my students.
Ready? My Psychiatrist. For real. The man who first told me I had ADHD and helped me through testing, medication adjusting to life without all the “coping strategies” Aunt SuperTam and I had developed. His son is Deaf and his wife is a POWERHOUSE of a legislative activist. I love them!
Where was I? OH YEAH! NAD/RID Region I in Hartford.
After the flight was delayed out of Chicago I arrived last night (this morning?) and finally got to bed at about 4 am. Four in the morning of the 31st anniversary of the day Aunt SuperTam and I met (our true anniversary).
At 7 am, on the dot, a jackhammer started pounding away outside my hotel window… they put me in a “Deaf” room!
DeafGain! Never doubt it!
So as sleep was obviously out of the question I got up and wandered over to the Convention Center.
First off, its wicked hot in New England. Like honored guest at the lobstah boil hot.
Second, it’s beautiful here. I came through Hartford very briefly years ago when I spent a summer at the National Theatre of the Deaf. I remember seeing the river then and wishing I had time to walk the riverfront. I took the time this morning and wow! I will never regret that.
The conventions begin in earnest tomorrow.
I finished the night hanging out in the lobby of the Hartford Marriott catching up with old friends and making new ones.
LAST MINUTE EDIT!!!!
The first action taken at this conference is a big one and it portents of important discussions to come:
I’m going to bed because the long days start tomorrow.