VIVANT

Then something happened. something difficult to describe. Sitting there, alone in a foreign country, far from my job and everyone I know, a feeling came over me. It was like remembering something I'd never known before or had always been waiting for, but I didn't know what. Maybe it was something I'd forgotten or something I've been missing all my life. All I can say is that I felt, at the same time, joy and sadness. But not too much sadness, because I felt alive. Yes, alive.

That was the moment I fell in love with Paris. And I felt Paris fall in love with me.

March 9, 2009

“OUR DEBT TO THE HEROIC MEN AND VALIANT WOMEN IN THE SERVICE OF OUR COUNTRY CAN NEVER BE REPAID. THEY HAVE EARNED OUR UNDYING GRATITUDE. AMERICA WILL NEVER FORGET THEIR SACRIFICES. “

Last Saturday I went to Normandy and visited the American Cemetary there. it looks out over the D-day beaches. France gave the land to the United States, so it is on American soil. Over 9,000 Americans are buried there, most of them died during the D-day invasions. About some 300 are unknowns, three are Medal of Honour winners and four are women. There are 33 pairs of brothers buried side by side.

On the hour the clock plays with chimes “My Country tis of thee” I thought the cemetery was beautiful and moving.

2 years ago

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