Reading my work on France Revisited may make it appear as though I’m entirely consumed by thoughts of France and Francophilia, yet I actually have what is commonly called a life. A part of that life is [...]
Five days after Barack Obama was elected president I went to get a haircut. There were no other customers in the shop, odd for a Saturday morning. The barber motioned to one of the chairs. He [...]
I was going to a dinner party on rue Delambre in the Montparnasse Quarter. One of the sidewalks was blocked because they were filming something in front of Le Smoke, the café/restaurant/poetry-music-literary cabaret whose name [...]
I helped an acquaintance move, someone from the neighborhood who I know well enough to respond affirmatively to his call for help him move some boxes and furniture. He lives on the fifth floor [...]
“And the girl I was with was really brave. She didn’t cry the whole time. I know she got shot in the back, and I was looking at her in the eyes most of the [...]
