Very interesting Joe - thank you!

I used to accompany my Irish cousin to Mass (although I was an Anglican) and she lent me a little lace mantilla thing for my head. The service was all in Latin, and I quite liked it. I used to respond to "Dominus vobiscum!" with "Et cum spirito tuo!" (I was only about eight years old, but even then I adored languages, and soon became familiar with most of the Latin of the entire Mass)
Luckily, my father was very tolerant and didn't mind. (He was an extremely Calvinistic Scot!)

I think what put me off Latin was the fact that one couldn't natter away to people in it, as there's no country where they speak it. I like nattering (you may have noticed)

I looked up Kennedy's Latin Primer on the internet, and it seems it was first published over a hundred years ago, in 1888!
I wonder how many languages one's head can absorb. My husband speaks Malinke, French and English, plus an argot called Noushi. I speak French, German, a bit of Spanish, a bit of Mandarin Chinese, and some very rude Malinke words taught to me by you-know-who.