As we close out this year, we are thankful for the opportunity to serve the Deaf, Deaf-Blind and Hard of Hearing communities of New York. As many of you know, we champion the rights of our clients who sleep in …

Over the past month, many of our supporters have asked whether we are hosting an annual event this year. After consideration, we decided to postpone our annual celebration until spring. Notwithstanding our decision to wait, our law center continues in …

It was Tyler, a funeral director from Dutchess County, who arranged for the funeral of one of the law center’s beloved Deaf clients, Herman, likely an early victim of Covid. As the days passed following Herman’s death, it became increasingly …

Karen arrived in the United States when she was four years old. She had been living in an “Orphan House” in Russia, as her dad had died in a war, the name of which she does not know; and her …

A short time ago, Luis, a young deaf man, was living in his native country in Central America. While out for a walk with his friend, a notorious gang drove by; shots were fired; and then Luis’s friend was dead. …

Winston grew up with his parents in public housing in New York City. Winston is deaf and in his late twenties; has graduated high school; and is proud of his position, sorting mail, for a national mail carrier that pays …

A few weeks ago, we had the privilege of meeting Drew, a deaf man, on the first day of his release from prison, after spending many years behind bars. Drew’s shorter sentence was extended while in prison because of altercations, …

This is a very short story, before Thanksgiving, about Patricio’s pants. Patricio lives in a part of the city that is recognized as having a high crime rate. Despite crime in his neighborhood, Patricio is fortunate to have secured an …

Six months ago, one of our deaf clients-Shamim-became very ill and passed away. He was humble and kind. Shamim had immigrated to the United States over twenty years ago. He lived in a shelter; and spoke limited American Sign Language …

The Whitestone Expressway arcs toward the left after passing Citi Field and a few miles away, not far from the gray pastel exhaust of jet engines that rise from LaGuardia Airport, there is an undistinguished looking nursing home for individuals …