The following correspondence, incomplete and edited for length, was conducted between 2005 and 2017—12 years out of the 15-year-long span of my almost entirely epistolary friendship with Philip Bromberg. With all the casualness and inadvertency of an email exchange, it nevertheless speaks—for us both—far more eloquently than anything I could write about the history of our friendship and about the various ways in which we shared our love of language with each other, across various distances and disciplinary boundaries.1