I had a four week stint in Quebec City, Canada. One of those weeks I stayed at the Chateau Frontenac, a grand old hotel on the cliffs of the Old City looking down on the Saint Lawrence River. All of Quebec Provence is culturally very much influenced by France, but in old Quebec City you feel like you are in France in the days of Louis XIV. Narrow and winding cobblestone streets barely able to accommodate small automobiles. My end of day routine, after returning from work via a ferry across the St. Lawrence River, was a stop at the bar at the Chateau Frontenac (photo above). Then it was out for a French dinner with work colleagues. There is nothing like a chilled martini with olives to warm up and unwind. A toast to all the brides in the photos above!
Sometimes the most sentimental recollections of life manifest themselves in the things we collect…. Since childhood I have had an affection for the Peanuts gang, in particular Charlie Brown and his dog Snoopy. Perhaps I chose them because we had three beagles when I was growing up. The second beagle was mostly my pet, and bad luck followed him. He was run over by a car my Mom was driving and survived. He had some type of accident that blinded him in one eye. But a child could never ask for a more loyal friend. He followed me everywhere. When I went to play at a friend’s house he would follow and sleep outside the front door waiting for me to come out. I guess you could say he was my Snoopy.
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