Blaze Duskdreamer
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Been kind of out of it the last few weeks. Here's why. I don't have much family. Just my daughter, son-in-law and grandson. They live in Lewiston. Even when the worry passed (their being safely locked down in their apartment didn't magically erase all worry), I think I was still a bit numb.
Until they came up to visit this weekend. I think I just needed to see them. Those were some scary days and I'm relieved they're over though the city is still recovering/coping.
My heart goes out to those who didn't make it.
Son-in-law is studying in Portland to become sign language interpreter as he has deaf and both deaf and blind relatives. He has to get degree and really is finding he needs much deeper knowledge than the sign language he already knew though he is already volunteering to interpret. He is seeking to specialize in the signing for deaf and blind and has already done a bit of it.
He is connected to the deaf community obviously but did not directly know any of the unfortunate members of it playing cornhole in the bar. One of the fatalties, however, there interpreting, was going to be his professor next semester. He had heard nothing but good things about him and was looking forward to being in his class and is finding it strange that he can no longer look forward to learning from him. This has hit him hard just knowing the same people they knew.
It's a sad time for Lewiston.
Until they came up to visit this weekend. I think I just needed to see them. Those were some scary days and I'm relieved they're over though the city is still recovering/coping.
My heart goes out to those who didn't make it.
Son-in-law is studying in Portland to become sign language interpreter as he has deaf and both deaf and blind relatives. He has to get degree and really is finding he needs much deeper knowledge than the sign language he already knew though he is already volunteering to interpret. He is seeking to specialize in the signing for deaf and blind and has already done a bit of it.
He is connected to the deaf community obviously but did not directly know any of the unfortunate members of it playing cornhole in the bar. One of the fatalties, however, there interpreting, was going to be his professor next semester. He had heard nothing but good things about him and was looking forward to being in his class and is finding it strange that he can no longer look forward to learning from him. This has hit him hard just knowing the same people they knew.
It's a sad time for Lewiston.
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