Breakfast at The Pancake House turned out to be a special gift and it wasn’t the pancakes. A young, smiling waitress escorted us to a table near where three older men were seated. Obviously retired,
Picture this. A French village in the late 1950’s. It is governed by a mayor who takes his job and religion very seriously. The doctrine of “giving up” something for lent is required in mass,
Five years ago on a Good Friday my chest was opened up and 2 blockages in my heart were bypassed with veins from my left leg. I was frightened but mildly relieved that rather than being