In my book, “Choosing Life,” I mentioned how much I enjoyed school. Learning, really. I loved history and geography. One of my teachers told a story about a train ride through Europe. There were four passengers in her compartment. The only language they had in common was Latin, so they conversed in Latin. I studied about the world, and I longed to see every bit of it. I wanted to climb the steps to the Parthenon, sit in the Coliseum,…..