A few days back some good friends came over. We had met them while living in Russia. The wife, Anya, is Russian and the husband, Daniel, is American from Chicago. Daniel is a doctor and doing his residency at a hospital in Milwaukee at present. They have two boys.
Anya’s mom is in the US visiting her daughter for a few months.
All afternoon I had the pleasure of hearing Russian, so many familiar words that I could still understand.