I have been fortunate in my life. I have been able to study and appreciate various languages other than English. It was the only language I spoke until I was a young adult. Well, it wasn’t quite that simple. My father grew up speaking both Norwegian and English as his “first languages.” Later, in World War I, in France, he learned enough French to be able to carry on a conversation with local speakers of French. My mother, although Irish, lived in a German community and grew up speaking German. Oftentimes I heard her talking with our neighbors in German.