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I am the product of the Chicago Archdiocese parochial schools but my father's brief business transfer
to Sioux City, Iowa brought me to a public elementary school in Third grade. Catholic kids attended CCD classes
Saturday morning at a local Catholic elementary, while Jewish kids went to Hebrew School Tuesday afternoons.
I vividly recall the girl in front of me opening her study book and seeing Hebrew lettering, which, I could not read.
Hit me like a brick.
The U of I-Chicago also offered Hebrew, grabbed as an elective overload.
Since college I have more-or-less been a student errant, bite size morsels there for the having with some initiative.
The late Reginald Foster, Carmelite priest and Vatican Latinist recently passed but he did pen his magnus,
Ossa Latinitatis Sola or The Mere Bones of Latin before his death. His passion for the language is quite infectious,
and his text preserves the rich heritage of the tongue.
I must admit to a bit of jealousy with Europeans whom are familiar with English due to the mass exodus
of American cultural fare; television in particular, piled atop a more exacting secondary school curricula,
bequeathing fluency that most Americans such as myself must personally seek to advantage. Small complaint
though for the reward inevitable with effort.
Nicholas Ostler's Ad Infinitum, A Biography of Latin is a wonderful read you should treat yourself to.
Bye-the-bye. Cicero's rather arrogance toward the Greeks after a youthful Grecian sabbatical study
and his condescending patrician attitude never cease to amaze for his lack of detachment bereft of objectivity.
Foster, when stationed in the Vatican led study group tours through Rome and would stand on the site
where Cicero berated Catiline inside the senate. Foster was a once-in-a-lifetime character, so his book
will need suffice.
I am the product of the Chicago Archdiocese parochial schools but my father's brief business transfer
to Sioux City, Iowa brought me to a public elementary school in Third grade. Catholic kids attended CCD classes
Saturday morning at a local Catholic elementary, while Jewish kids went to Hebrew School Tuesday afternoons.
I vividly recall the girl in front of me opening her study book and seeing Hebrew lettering, which, I could not read.
Hit me like a brick.
The U of I-Chicago also offered Hebrew, grabbed as an elective overload.
Since college I have more-or-less been a student errant, bite size morsels there for the having with some initiative.
The late Reginald Foster, Carmelite priest and Vatican Latinist recently passed but he did pen his magnus,
Ossa Latinitatis Sola or The Mere Bones of Latin before his death. His passion for the language is quite infectious,
and his text preserves the rich heritage of the tongue.
I must admit to a bit of jealousy with Europeans whom are familiar with English due to the mass exodus
of American cultural fare; television in particular, piled atop a more exacting secondary school curricula,
bequeathing fluency that most Americans such as myself must personally seek to advantage. Small complaint
though for the reward inevitable with effort.
Nicholas Ostler's Ad Infinitum, A Biography of Latin is a wonderful read you should treat yourself to.
Bye-the-bye. Cicero's rather arrogance toward the Greeks after a youthful Grecian sabbatical study
and his condescending patrician attitude never cease to amaze for his lack of detachment bereft of objectivity.
Foster, when stationed in the Vatican led study group tours through Rome and would stand on the site
where Cicero berated Catiline inside the senate. Foster was a once-in-a-lifetime character, so his book
will need suffice.
