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With candor and humor, Uhlberg recounts a childhood spent largely as a bridge between his parents and the hearing world. Translating from sign language to spoken language and back again, he enables his father to communicate with local shopkeepers, awakens his parents when his baby brother cries, and even interprets at a less-than-glowing parent-teacher conference. At times, he's embarrassed by his parents, and hurt that his father is called "dummy." But in the end, his overwhelming love and compassion leaves a lasting effect.
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This was a lovely memoir of Brooklyn in the 40s, which sounds like an idyllic time to me. Uhlberg did a great job expressing how his life was and remembering how he felt. The clarity of expression of some moments and the haziness of others struck me as very like how I recall events in my life, so I liked that.