Happy birthday Angie
I'm sending you this early so that I don't forget. This card is one of two. The other one is without text.
Fair Thoughts and Happy Hours
Monique and Chico

YaYaYa
We are on Sype. We talk to Monique's kids all the time. It's free and fun. However it's a bit of a time juggle. There is an 8 hr time lapse between Lyon and the Republic of Boulder. Depending on how you look at it, we are either in the future or the past. The nice thing about Skype is that it puts all of us in the present where we should be.
Here is a shot of Olivia, Ryder, Monique and me.
Kent

YaYa
You know how important it is for us to look good,we get dressed up to take out the trash. At any rate here I am posing in a restored courtyard in Old Lyon. Nice eh?! However yesterday while I was also posing in the doorway of the laundramat, a bird shit on me. Two women saw the whole thing happen. The one who owned the 'mat' gave me a wet towel to wipe myself off. 'Merci mille fois'. I tried to explain to the other women in french that,my girlfriend said that when a bird shits on you, it means good luck! She looked skeptical. She pointed to me, then pointed to the washing machine. It was clear that she meant that I should get in.
Kent

Fete Du Quartier

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Another festival called the 'Fete Du Quartier' of Old Lyon or Neighborhood Festival, happened the next week after the fete de la musique. Each neighborhood put on a festival. Since we are presently living in the old part of the city we decided to volunteer to help them get ready for the party. Our task was to stick hundreds of flowers to the cobble stone streets that would eventually lead to the huge square in front of Saint Jean's Cathedral, where dozens of tables were set up for neighbors to share food. In typical French fashion each family brought at least two bottles of wine. Corks were poppin' everywhere. Earlier that afternoon one young man came to a screeching halt in the middle of a narrow street so that a flower could be stuck to the side of his car.
Kent

I'm sorry to say that on July 3rd Monique's dad passed on. He is survived by his wife of 55 years, three children, grand children and many friends. Monique will have more to say later. But for now here is an image that I'm offering to the memory of Pepe.It may seem kind of odd to feature an image of Pepe drinking champagne, but this was one of the last photos that I took of him and the toast was to his health. It was a celebration. He had already assured us that after the operation, he would be happy either way. 'Rest In Peace' Pepe.
Kent