Hey, good morning everyone!

Did you read DeafBlind moment #3801? I hope so, because this is a continuation of that blog.

About 6 years ago, I was minding the Salvation Army Christmas Kettle at a mall in my hometown.

This is interesting “work,” I just sit, on my walker, for a couple of hours, watching people walk by. Being DeafBlind, I don’t strike up conversations with passersby, I usually smile, saying/signing thank you…

During one shift, a woman approaches me, and starts talking. I gesture I am Deaf, index finger tapping ear then chin.

The lady searches in her handbag, finds a pen and paper, writes “I’m Wendy.” Reading this was challenging, hard to see.

I could tell, her body language was obvious, that she was getting frustrated; the act of approaching me was, trying to communicate, searching for pen & paper all added up to “why did I bother to stop?”

At the same time, my smile was faltering, my posture sagged, I couldn’t query this woman: “how do I know you?”

I was about to give her my device, we could communicate with that, when she gave up; with a forced smile and a terse wave Wendy left.

Who was Wendy? Would Craig ever find out?

To be continued… Immediately!

Confusion, questions, racked my brain like pigeons fighting over a dropped cookie crumb: who was Wendy?

It wasn’t until much later, when I noticed a Facebook Messenger ping from Wendy.

“Hi, Craig,” she wrote, “that was me who stopped by to say hello at the mall today. I wanted to say Hi and welcome you back to BC.”

Aha! Wendy & I went to the same elementary school, we were in Grade 2 together!

Mystery solved!

I replied back warmly and life continued.

I will compare these situations in the next blog, yet, I hope you noticed that Intervenor was not mentioned throughout this entire blog.

Stay tuned…