My Memories of Notre Dame – by Phillip Martin

I remember when my high school French teacher talked about us, her students, going to Paris someday. I never believed it would happen. So, I sampled her French onion soup and even ate an escargot or two, because I really never thought I’d ever leave Ohio. It just didn’t happen back then. I didn’t know anyone who traveled. Well, life has surprises. Still, I traveled an awful lot of the world before I ever made it to Paris. It took way too many years to get to the City of Lights.

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