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My interest in sign language and the deaf community started when I was a teenager. There were two deaf men in our church. My husband’s aunt knew sign language and signed all the church services for them. She started sign language classes for anyone in the church that wanted to attend. I took her weekly class for at least a year. I still remember some of it, and have taught my kids a few signs over the years.
So when I got the chance to receive Finding Zoe: A Deaf Woman’s Story of Identity, Love, and Adoption I was very interested.








