I did not know a single word of Danish before our trip to Denmark in 1955. I suspect that my mother chose not to teach me the language in my early years because to have the two of us chatting in Danish would have made my father feel left out. We stayed at Lars Buus’ farm, Paarup, on the island of Falster for about two and a half months, which afforded me with ample time to learn Danish. It is…..