My Children

Anger is simmering along side Felicie Boucher’s passionate fascination of family roots. Touring France with Georgette, the self-proclaimed family historian she hears of yet another war memorial. “Felicie, your great grandfather Philippe Boucher’s memorial is there, second column twenty-fifth name from the top.” 104 years earlier Philippe never saw the adrenaline charged 30 centimeter bayonet… Continue reading My Children

No Shoes

“I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet”  -  Helen Keller So you had a bad day. I get it, we all get it. Here is another perspective of your bummer day/week/year. This is public information, it’s out there, it’s on the internet. It’s mine, it’s Susan’s,… Continue reading No Shoes