Now and for a large portion of my life I have lived and worked with friends who are Mexican Natives, meaning non-mestizo, traditional Native Americans, from Mexico- Indian People, whatever.
AnYwhoo... They love to talk to each other, and to their family back home on their phones and so, all day and into the evening I get to hear their sing-songy, cute, and unusually syncopated Uto-Aztecan dialect, which pretty much makes me feel happy like a kid. Old school. Memories.