Saturday, June 9, 2012


Today, I went to the place that I feel is my spiritual home to see my extended family.

From my great-grandfather, to my grandfather, to my father, to me and my brother, we all have wonderful memories of this lake and the little island that has housed many members of our family.

The weather today was a bit cool, but that meant that the lake was serene and peaceful with only the occasional boat driving by.

One of my relatives asked me if I ever get homesick, being in Paris and so far away.

The honest answer is no.  I don't get home-sick, but I do get lake-sick.  I miss this place.  And evenings like this:

Thanks, Grandpa, for making this place and this family so special.

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