“We are Christians, and strangers on earth.
Let none of us be frightened;
our native land is not in this world.”
Many years ago my aunt and I were taking an overnight flight from Atlanta to Milan.
This was not our first trip to Italy and I proudly figured that I knew just enough
conversational Italian to get us through any real language barrier.
All would be well I confidently told myself.
Yet in the back of my mind, I knew my aunt.
A panicker if ever there was one.
She knew the word equivalents to hello, yes, no, good-bye and stop.
She depended on me just as a blind person would depend upon a service animal.
I was to be her eyes and ears…
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