You bring out the child in me…

  They say you can’t go home again but with the arrival of the “Frenchies” or as I prefer to call them, “Mes Cousins..” I’m finding that I don’t have a choice but to revert to old patterns or, childish behavior, when in the presence of my childhood partner in crime. [...]

Et puis…

   My cousin Richard & I spent some time discussing the cultural differences between France and the US as they pertain to art, music and the movies. (You’d be proud of me, I didn’t touch the whole, Jerry Lewis is a comedic god thing)
Too long to write about here but I can share my [...]

Salut!

“Oui ma Fifi”, an endearment my cousin’s wife recently used with devil dog Georgie, brought back a memory of my mother using the same endearment with the old family cat. It amused me, made me smile and made me wish that I could hear the endearment coming from my mother. If only…
Having my cousins [...]