Seeing familiar faces from other classes sponsored by the advocacy agency, I think of us becoming a kind of off-shoot "community," creating our own through these classes, because we have a foot in the hearing world/community, but are moving toward the Deaf world/community. But we don't really fit in either one. We lived a lot of our lives in the hearing world, so it is the only one familiar to us. Yet we no longer are "full members" of that world, now later in life. And we are struggling as newbies to learn the language for the Deaf community. So we're in a kind of limbo world. And I'm finding there are a lot of us out there...a kind of "orphans." I am so thankful for the advocacy agency! 
....We had a cocker spaniel once named "Max"...he farted to high hell, all the time. I took him to the Vet about it and he prescribed some special canned dog food. It worked. So it's probably the food your dog is eating?Thinking about how bad my dog's farts stink. He just lays there in a deep sleep and cuts the cheese without flinching. I swear he has a smile on his face when he does it. Been doing it for the last two hours.
I've been looking at trans-atlantic travel from before Columbus. The most credible evidence I found is that West Africans contacted the Olmec culture.
What about Vikings in Newfoundland?
I haven't been here for a few days.
