What about the tradition of keeping a guest book?
My lovely family relishes story. I recently spent some insightful evenings at
the table discussing the lives of great uncles and musing on the escapades of
heroic aunts. As I do with every trip to France, I miss my grannie Zabet and
papa Jacques . Since I was a baby, I passed through their living rooms
and learned to appreciate the art history on the walls and attend to the
interesting friends in their salon.
great line on Jacques jaw! |
My grannie was a little harder for Neel to catch |
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