Human interaction has always been an interesting phenomenon in its unexpected results and complications. It is this theme that Katherine Debiec focuses on in her piece, “Finding My Father in a Small World.” She recounts one phrase that her late father frequently stated — “What a small world!” — and remembers his openness to individuals of all backgrounds and personalities. She explores the legacy that her father left her and realizes that what he did leave her with is ingrained in her daily habit: bringing people closer together through conversation. What particularly struck me — and what she saw as a gift from her late father — is her outlook on human interactions: “In our journeys together, [my father] showed me how not to be intimidated by boundaries, borders or new languages and to make companions of strangers whether we were sitting on a bus stop, climbing mountains, or crossing oceans.” In a world where virtual communication has supplemented face-to-face contact, it is easy to forget the bare elements of socializing and that other people do exist outside our computer screens.
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