France’s cities and towns are a fascinating mix of old and new, none more so than Marseille, along the walk from the Old Port, through […] Read More
Category: Letters From Provence
Letters from Provence
We’ll call him Bernard, this man who touched our lives today. I wouldn’t wish to offend by using his real name. This morning, Luca, one […] Read More
Last week, a former student sent me a tweet asking if I’d be at Emerson College’s graduation. When I told her I was leading a […] Read More
I’ve never much cared for eating out alone, even when I tuck a book under my arm to take with me. But tonight I rather […] Read More
It’s a giddy feeling, almost like looking forward to a college reunion when you’ve heard an old girlfriend is on the list of those coming. […] Read More
Room 255 saved my sanity yesterday. No, I haven’t been committed to an asylum yet like the tranquil setting in Saint Remy where Vincent Van […] Read More
Jeff Boivin loves the simple things in life: the mountains, slow fermentation, a good cheese, a good wine and a good baguette. His real passion […] Read More
My last visit to the doctor cost me $32. My visit this morning — nothing. I called Dr. Marielle Crespo-Mora yesterday afternoon to ask if […] Read More
Political sentiment across the Continent has converged at a grumpy and small-minded nadir. There is anger about high unemployment. There is pessimism about the future. […] Read More
As the Republican Party keeps up its bitter assault on the Affordable Care Act, I continue to be amazed by the more far-reaching, no-frills, government-supported […] Read More