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Try as I might, it is hard not to think of this as my “last” week in Rome. It isn't. I know that. I know that I will return. But, I leave this ancient city a changed woman. | |
| Not too long ago, a colleague in New York, a veteran newsman, said to me that the country to which I am returning is not the country that I left. I knew that I would return a changed woman after three months in Europe. I did not realize that the world--my world anyway--would also change. I have shared so many of my experiences here in Italy, from this very desk. I have gained a world view in Rome, living and studying a different language and culture. Every day I have engaged in discorso with people from all over the world: Germany, Denmark, Israel, Japan, Spain, Italy, Russia, Switzerland, Guatemala, Ireland, Wales. Not melting-pot people, but i cittadini del mondo. Of course, I am anxious about returning to New York. I have feared that folks will tell me that I do not understand what has happened to America because I wasn't there. And that I will suffer some kind of delayed reaction. I shall choose, however, to look at it from this point-of-view, un po p.o.v. | ||