My intent in traveling to France was to visit the sites where my beloved heroine, Joan of Arc, traveled. I felt richly rewarded and awed by the love and reverence the French had for her. I find it poetically ironic that the very institution which put her to death, honors Read more…
July 21, 2010. On our first day in Paris we wandered toward the famous Notre Dame Cathedral. From the banks of Seine River you can see it’s Gothic square spires stretching towards the puffy white and gray clouds. Even the sky looked French with it’s Louis XIV opulent blue. Two Read more…
There are those who know as early as high school their path in life, and they move straight as an ash-shafted arrow through event after event. Then there are those like me, whose paths meander like the Amazon River, through deep forests, taking sudden turns, only to plummet like a Read more…
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