Wednesday 12 September 2007

Paper flowers

"And don't you dare put flowers on my tomb. I want printed sheets of paper with the names and addresses of families for whom you have found housing".

(I never knew you could miss someone you've never met so very much. France misses her granddaddy. My country was so beautiful when he was living in it. When he was there with us, believing that one could still get some good out of a bunch of Frenchmen)

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