Power of One As I rose to speak at a seminar of two or three hundred people in 1967, I could feel my heart thumping and a throbbing pain in my lumbosacral region. They had assembled to discuss ways of enabling deaf children to become integrated into the hearing world. I felt my Batson plexus was about to explode. My late wife Annette and I were the parents of two profoundly deaf infants, very new to the game, and on a steep learning curve. We had visited a number of schools for the deaf in the United Kingdom, the United States and Australia. In those days, deaf- ness in a child was seldom recognized before the age of 2 years, frequently later.