Northern California freelance journalist came to visit me at Camont in October. This is what she wrote. I have read the comments to the article with great interest. After these 20 years living in France, traveling to many other European countries, a year roughing it in Africa, moving all up and down the west coast, a childhood in Hawaii--I just can't imagine people carrying so many misconceptions about one country, one people.
I've written it a thousand times as I traveled across Europe by barge; I call this my Long Village. Now, the Long Village extends across oceans and continents and includes people who speak many languages, eat many kinds of food, have ups and downs and laugh a lot. My Long Village neighbors come in all sizes, shapes and humors. God bless the differences!
For those who have never traveled this Long Village road, let me introduce you to some of my smiling French neighbors. To be continued...
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