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I stand a mere 5' 2." This, I'm reminded of daily. Last week, three people offered assistance as I struggled to hoist my luggage onto the overhead rack on the train. My kitchen cabinets house items I can't even pretend to grasp, prompting pleas to my teenage boys. My house has step stools in every closet, the garage and kitchen; they are my gateway to both garden gloves and granola. Grocery shopping is the ultimate challenge - I'm forever on the hunt for tall passersby of the Good ...

Of all the Romance languages, the most beautiful, in my humble opinion, is Pig Latin. Take this simple phrase: "Hiya, toots!" Translated into Pig Latin, it becomes: "Iya-hay, oots-tay!" Eloquent, isn't it? The second most beautiful Romance language is French, in which I am not, unfortunately, conversant. But I am learning it with a certain je ne sais quoi (translation: "Hiya, toots!") with the help of my 3-year-old granddaughter, Chloe. Chloe is learning French with the help of her ...