He talked about America in glowing terms, a bit like Feivel Mousekewitz sang that there are no cats in America and the streets are lined with cheese. It made me smile.
Year of the Acadian Triangle Vignettes: Gendarmerie
There’s something a little bewitching about meeting the real life versions of the fictional heroes you create inside your imagination
That one time I got lost in Paris
I was alone, in France, completely lost. My adventurous day in Montreux had just dissolved. I found an empty bench where I could sink down and take stock of the whirlwind of uncomfortable emotions swirling around inside, threatening to topple my equilibrium.
