by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Feb 20, 2017 | 60 to 60, continuous life, life, marriage |
1977: I plan a three-month trip to France for the summer. I’ll spend two weeks in Alès with a French family, four weeks in Paris at the Sorbonne, and I’ll travel. I ask Davidson for funds and for credit. I get both. As night falls on the last day of exams...