A Trip Down Memory Lane: Celebrating Iris Irene Weber, Kansas Interpreter
As October approaches, it is always a joy to reminisce about the good old days-as it was my mom's favorite time of year. Recently, an old article from 1994 caught my eye, sparking a delightful nostalgia about my mom, Iris Irene Weber. This article has been a cherished fixture on our refrigerator for over 20 years, thanks to Jacob Mooney, who discovered it when he was just three. Little did that young boy know that it would become a lasting tribute to an extraordinary woman. In the article, my mom’s journey as an interpreter shines brightly. She was not only a professional but also a beacon of joy and talent in her field. Over the years, she received numerous invitations to interpret at various events, showcasing her remarkable skills. One of the standout moments was the time she received a call from someone associated with the Clinton Administration—a memory that always brings a smile to my face. I still laugh at the sheer excitement that unfolded when that fateful call came thro...
