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His favorite grocery store lives in the heart of Bed Stuy and is only about 5 isles long. It’s a quick in and out trip, the cashiers knew him and everything was always in its rightful place. So when Clint stopped in after work on a Tuesday and noticed a petite woman, wearing a skirt, house slippers, noticeably bra less and nearing the 90-year-old mark looking very confused at the two options for coffee he felt the need to make sure she was doing ok.
A situation like this seems to present two options for him. If the human, he is going to make contact with is younger than 60 he whips out his phone to the “BeWarned App” and starts up a dialogue. This great little app lets you type in a sentence and speaks it out loud, in return the other party can respond and it shows up as script in the phone. Easier communication than any notes app he’s used over the years.
Unfortunately, this sweet lady is not going to be able to see the script on the app very well and he is assuming that the microphone technology isn’t her preferred method of communication so he is left with writing notes on paper or grabbing a cashier to let them know the woman might need a little help.
Clint knows that he has the ability to communicate verbally. Most often, dealing with the elderly makes it more difficult with their lack of hearing as well…he gives in and searches out his favorite cashier. After a quick note on the app, she smiles at him and then heads over to see if she can be of assistance.
The older Clint gets the less often he considers Deafness a disability. So many good things are happening in the Deaf community and peoples view on hard of hearing and Deaf individuals is becoming more relaxed. This was one of the rare times that his disability makes its presences known.