My father just returned from a trip to Europe to visit my son Michael, who is a marine stationed in Germany. You can tell he is a German convert by the hat... we fulled expected him to break out in yodelling at any moment!
My father has worked with the National Abilities Center for years. Every summer he brings his boat to a local reservoir and spends two to three days a week helping people with various disabilities to enjoy water-skiing, swimming, jet skiing, etc. Every imaginable disability has been brought to enjoy the water and sun. My father rigged a hoist on his boat so that he can lift those who cannot use their legs up into the boat, and down into the water. They have specialized water-skis that can accommodate paraplegics, and those with other disabilities. Jet skis follow the boat and the skiers so that if they fall, or if there is a problem, there is help there immediately.
On this day, the group was deaf. My daughter and I had taken sign language several years ago, and I had a fun time trying to remember the signs and language as I tried to communicate with them. They had a fun time.
Ben was fascinated with a map of the museum, and insisted that we follow it exactly. If anyone decided to go another direction than showed on the map...you were quickly scolded to get back in line!
The Utah trip was a great success and great fun, but it was still good to get back to Tinian!