Happy 105th birthday!
Our neighbor is 105. Technically her home address is at an EHPAD (retirement home) but we see Christian so often across the street at her daughter’s house we think that she’s part of the neighborhood. On most Sundays we give her a hand getting the wheelchair across the threshold and for that we are rewarded with glasses of champagne, sometimes lunch, and always a lively conversation that often includes reminiscences that might go almost back to her birth year of 1919. We’ve heard first-hand accounts of sorting through the rubble of her grandparents’ house even years after WWI ended, living under Nazi occupation as a radio journalist in Paris and Luxembourg, and obtaining the right to vote and to open a bank account without her husband’s permission. I wondered about those dates and other significant events in French history over the last century.
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