>Unless you’re really good at sign language, this clip won’t mean much to you as it was taken from far away by Christian who was sitting in a parked car waiting for me while I chatted away for three hours behind chain link and razor wire.
The basic transcript is this with some signs/markers in parentheses:
I am signing about how busy I’ve been this week (busy, busy, busy, call, call, call, type, type, type)
(We both look out to the camera.)
Dad asks why Christian didn’t come inside.
I explain I wanted a contact visit and Christian & I aren’t married yet. I tell him how I tried to get him a hamburger but Dairy Queen wasn’t open at 9:30 AM.
(I quickly look over my left shoulder at the guard to see if the coast is clear.)
I sign “I have gum in my pocket.”
My dad immediately reaches for it. (Two people walk by the frame as this happens.)
I dig it out and he unwraps it, gives me a piece, then takes a piece for himself. Watch carefully for his reaction after putting it in his mouth.
He was overwhelmed with how good it was then signed “Long time. Taste different. Long time.”