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    My Pen-Pal In addition to the rich milieu I grew up, frequent correspondence with a pen-pal, Yves, from France enhanced my French-learning endeavors. I gained an understanding of another French-speaking culture, other idioms, and a country with a deep history. Yves, with whom the Youth of All Nations pen-pal organization connected me, shared his lived experience as he lived it, sending papers and pictures that allowed me to vicariously share in that experience. Of course, it gave me a lot of opportunity to use expressive language where it mattered whether I got it right. Often—and I still smile about it—Yves would send my letters back with errors corrected! After college, I lost contact with Yves, but he somehow managed to contact me when I was living in Montana in my early 20s. Just married and with one kid. He was visiting New York City and wanted to come see me. However, he did not realize the vastness of the territory of the United States; he did not have enough money ...

My brother, Charles, visited Paris a few weeks earlier than I did in the spring of 1988. Before my trip, he instructed me three or four times to buy a French phrase book. I didn’t understand his insistence on this matter. He spoke fluent French, so his advice wasn’t based on his own needs. After being told for the umpteenth time to buy the book, I went to a bookstore and purchased one. This was two decades before smart phones were available, which can now translate for travelers. My brother must have been psychic, because my host in Paris, a friend from high school, had a family emergency and had to return home to the U.S. after the first day of my six-day visit. My trip to Paris would have been much more challenging without the little phrase book. Eight years later, I worked for a large AIDS Service Agency full of young people with extra cash. My colleagues were always darting off to Europe on vacation. I lent my little phrase book out several times, and it was always recei...