Posts tagged ‘France’
Q&A with Gary Lee Kraut, An American Writer in Paris
An interview with Gary Lee Kraut, writer and travel specialist, and founder and editor of the award-winning online magazine, France Revisited…
Q&A with “Anne de Champagne,” a French painter
“My job is to create a wave of happiness around me….” Interview with an Essoyenne painter in pursuit of a beautiful tradition…
An Interview with M. L. Longworth, Author of the Verlaque/Bonnet Mystery Series
“We were determined to have adventures, and to give our daughter, who was four at the time, a bilingual education…It does take courage, and now when I look back on it, I ask myself, “How did we do that?”
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Bonne anniversaire, Maurice!
Our oldest citizen is thankfully in good health and good spirits. His cheerful, gentle smile brightens everyone’s day whenever they see him, as he makes the rounds of the village shopping for bread and groceries, always ready with a kind word, often with a mischievous quip and a twinkle in his eye…
V-E Day, As Experienced by a French Child
“On the 8 of May 1945, I was alone in our house. My father was at work, and my mother had gone out with my brother and my little sister…Suddenly all the bells in the three churches of Les Riceys began to peal at once, which both startled and worried me….”
Book Review: David Downie’s “A Passion for Paris: Romanticism & Romance in the City of Light”
…I found myself instantly drawn in and not only interested, but mesmerized, by Paris of the Romantic Age as he has brought it to life….
Lafayette (et Charlie, et Ahmed) nous voici!
Last Sunday, several thousand of us…accepted the French Ambassador’s invitation to join him and other dignitaries in a silent march to honor the victims of the massacre in Paris last week…
What Should I Do When I’m in Paris? (An Anti-Tourist Guide)
People often ask me what they should be sure to see or do while they are in Paris.
Of course the answer to this question depends a lot on who you are, what interests you, and how long you will be there….
Au revoir, Paris…
There is always a little bit of melancholy in the last few days I am here each year…then the whisper, or the saying-it-aloud as I head down the beautiful streets and toward the airport, at least when my kids were younger and were there with me to say it: “Au revoir, Paris, merci!”…
Lafayette, voila mes oncles…
…a couple of older gentlemen stopped and asked me if I needed help. When I answered in my far-from-perfect French, they knew I was a foreigner. “American?” they asked, and I nodded. Their faces broke into wide, warm smiles, they shook my hands enthusiastically, they practically embraced me. “We fought with your father, your uncles,” they said. “We fought with them, side by side…”
Writing from the Heart, Reading for the Road 