Visiting Helen Keller’s Birthplace While Deaf: What it Means to Navigate Accessibility
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On a sticky Saturday morning in July, I stepped out of the air-conditioned car, and the Alabama summer hit me like a wet blanket. The brick pathway at my feet passed through a small ornamental fence, crossed some scrubby grass, then ran up the steps to the Helen Keller Birthplace at Ivy Green.
“So this is it,” I said to the hearing friend who’d come along with me to the quiet town of Tuscumbia, tucked beside the Tennessee River in the plateaus of northwestern Alabama. I exhaled in the muggy air.
“So this is it,” I said to the hearing friend who’d come along with me to the quiet town of Tuscumbia, tucked beside the Tennessee River in the plateaus of northwestern Alabama. I exhaled in the muggy air.
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