... I think back to France, where I lived when I was growing up.  I had hoped to be there for these holidays, but for a variety of reasons I could not go.   Perhaps just as well since airport and other traffic in Northern Europe have been in a snarl due to snow.  I hear from a friend, though, that things are lovely in Southern France.
Here is "Un Flambeau, Jeannette, Isabelle," which some of you will know as "Bring a Torch, Jeannette, Isabella." This is the way it is supposed to sound.
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