Words, Dance but no Music

Words, Dance but no Music

It’s Friday morning and I’m sitting on a crowded plane in the midst of 8 young men who are headed to Amsterdam for a big weekend together. They are incredibly talkative in an endless stream of chatter, banter, intense debate and raucous laughter. Normally I would have to put in earplugs to maintain my little zen bubble, but not with these guys. They are all deaf. The only noise they make is when one gets overly eager and bounces up and down in his seat in excitement. I’m amazed at…