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When she was a student, one fine day she was crossing the square in front of the duomo at the same time a young Italian man was crossing from another direction. She accosted him, suggested a coffee and conversation. Not long after, a wedding in Corciano, followed by a 5 year stint in Vancouver, Canada, from whence we came, where they bore us two grandchildren. The moved back to the Gualdo area and "forced" us to uproot ourselves. Who says septuagenarians are too old for such an upheaval. It's tonic for the soul.

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Good piece, Cheryl. My wife and I were lucky to find Perugia many years ago because our daughter attended the Universita per Stranieri and later the Universita di Perugia. When we moved here last year (a year ago tomorrow), on a permanent basis, we settled in a rural area south of Gualdo Tadino, a small town on the eastern edge of Umbria. Suits us fine. One of the things I realized after reading your article is that we are immigrants and not expats in the sense of the words you use. I have, however, been referring to myself as an expat. Not now. Immigrant it is. And yes, I am changed and changing.

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