I have lived in Salem, S.D. since February 22, 2005. Town has a population of 1,371 according to a road sign welcoming people to the town. I can drive to Sioux Falls within 40 to 45 minutes, and to Mitchell within 30 minutes.
My dear friends, Deb Kuglitsch and Jodi Oates with their children, Kathi, Travis and Sami Jo, has been our neighbors as well since last fall. They live in a beautiful, 1910 white farm house on the edge of town. Their view is maginificent. They can see sunrise over their white fences and two horses.
My children’s grandmother and my business partner, M.E. Barwacz, also lives 4 blocks away. My kids are free and able to walk over to her house for a visit. She loves to teach them how to bake, cook and mix things up.
Kathi plays for McCook Central High School volleyball team, and she does play well. We have a family season pass and we go watch her and her team play at the school. I am constantly amazed at how large the school is with students, parents, alumni and community members mingling and watching the games. The school has approximately 340 students in their K-12 program, I believe. A size similar to Indiana School for the Deaf, maybe? A very healthy size, believe me! There were a plenty of girls playing on the team, and to my amazement, there were even more girls and boys in a marching band playing for the audience.
“Wow, plenty of kids to go around! Even in a small town like Salem.”
Living in Salem reminds me a lot of being at Gallaudet University. I can see the community cohesiveness, togetherness and a sense of pride in their hometown. Gallaudet has that. I think many people who visited, stayed and attended Gallaudet will tell you that they will always consider Washington, D.C. 20002 their second home.
Yet, Gallaudet is not a town.
There are no independent businesses competing for people’s business, no independent services, and no city council elected by the population. There’s no staff and faculty and their families living on the campus — ok, a few. Gallaudet is a quasi-private University, a place focused on higher learning.
I think that’s where we all get our hearts “mixed up” at Gallaudet. It’s not a home town. At least, not in a real sense. It is a mecca, to be sure. It is a place cherished by many, including myself. We all feel shock, frustration and most importantly, almost powerless when the University administration decides to do things “differently”.
My heart goes out to the protesters because I do understand.
Back here in Salem, I can see how businesses ranging from a wonderful hardware store, drug store, food store, bars, restaurants, gas stations, barber shop to banks contribute to a sense of security, a sense of belonging. People who live here in Salem can truly call this place their home.
I hope to find a place to call OUR home very soon. I know we will.
With our hometown, we will be doing so many wonderful things. Participate in creating a vision for a better future. A fully accessible and integrated community where we can really feel at home.
Some of my friends express their concern about lack of privacy, “I can’t imagine having other deaf or signing people as my neighbors. I would feel like I have no privacy.”
I would ask this friend, “Did you ever go to Gallaudet or NTID or CSUN?”
When my friend answers yes, I say, “Do you remember what it felt like living there 24/7? Did you feel you had no privacy?”
A big smile and a dawn of realization as if my friend is remembering all warm, fuzzy and immersive feelings of being at Gallaudet.
A smile that says it all.