Jim's family. My husband, Jim, and I hopped into the car for the long ride to his parent's house – our first visit to his Italian-American family. I wanted to be as polite as it was possible to be! When all seven of us sat down around the dinner table, I was immediately bombarded with questions from all sides, all at once. Turning my head frantically from side to side, I tried to look at everyone as they spoke to me. My Deaf and Hearing worlds were clashing again. My parents, who were Deaf, always taught me that it was polite to look directly at the person with whom I was talking, but here it was impossible! After dinner Jim's younger sister pulled him aside and said, “I like Pat a lot, she is really nice. But is there something wrong with her that she jerks her head so much? Is it something physical or is she a little odd?”