Sharon and Ken . . . the impetus for participating in the Walk for ASL! Mahalo!

Hot off the press from Ken! ;-)

Hi there…

Am already home a hour ago after the nice three-hour drive from Pismo…

As an “outsider” besides the fact I’m Sharon’s husband – and not to be
biased as well… I have seen you all at the beginning, and today was the
“middle”, and will see you again several more times before the end of your
journey next Thursday… and with this, I would like take this opportunity
to share my thoughts with you all…

I could see the change in the dynamics of the group as compared to when you
all started!!! You all have molded into a cohesive group and enjoying the
walk!!! Not only from my visit today, but also from the pictures that were
posted, here and there.

What you are experiencing is something that you all will cherish forever,
and never to be matched by anybody!!! I did ask Sharon today the following
question… as a native Californian, are you seeing things that you never
experience before and she said yes!!! Driving on a scenic route or taking
an airplane ride is no comparison to what you are doing… doing things at
“see” (sea) level gives you more time to appreciate what Mother Nature has
given to us all, especially in California!!!

I know it is past your bedtime now, but let me tell you something… when
you camp out tomorrow night at El Capitan State Beach, you will have a
beautiful sight to behold – seeing an almost full moon (the full moon will
occur on Friday) while watching the Pacific waters… I saw a one-night
smaller moon tonight as I was driving on the Pacific Coast Highway going
past El Capitan and saw the gorgeous reflection on the waters.

Have a good walk – and see you in Santa Barbara on Friday and we will have
the whole weekend to enjoy!!!

Ken

Thanks for the great letter, Ken!!!

-Sj from a farm somewhere … just passed strawberries and some greens!

Terrylene created a wonderful impromptu poem about growing up deaf and how she discovered her HANDS, her VOICE. : )

Terrylene created a wonderful impromptu poem about growing up deaf and how she discovered her HANDS, her VOICE. : )

From last night’s camp fire. Terrylene Sacchetti enlighted us with the most beautiful and moving poem about growing up as a deaf person. She signed about how everyone always focused on her ears. On her “lack.” And then she discovered her hands. ;-) Her form of communication. HER voice. And it’s such an INSPIRING voice! : )
Mahalo, T L Terrylene Sacchetti

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