Bruno spurs me on. To try harder.

Bruno is becoming one of my favorite Italians. Because he’s so cordial. And just a plain nice guy. He’s invited me to go for walks. And when he spots me out on the streets of the city  Carbonia in Sardinia, I hear shouts of ‘Jim, Jim, Jim.’ He’s hailing me. I’ve been trying to cultivate Italians, despite my limited Italian vocabulary. And it’s nice that Bruno is cultivating me. I appreciate it. He makes a good effort at speaking to me in English. Makes me feel a little guilty. That I don’t do better with my Italian. But Bruno spurs me on. To try harder. –Jim Broede