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Where it all started
July 26, 2017
for my family. This is the church that was reconstructed 212 years ago. The first one was destroyed when Louis XIV nullified the edict of Nantes and the Huguenots no longer had freedom of worship.
In 1698 Jean Latourette and his family and minister emigrated to Manhattan. They found a church there started by like-minded French and to this day it still offers services in French. I'll be worshiping there after I return.
I wish my speaking French was better but at least I can read it and understand a lot of what I hear. Otherwise I might have bought goat cheese instead of fromage de vache today!
This part of France is incredibly beautiful and somewhat untouched by progress. One has to buy things at different shops daily. Roads are wicked narrow going through villages. And hardly anyone speaks any other language but French.
I'd come back here. Great hiking and bird life - seen griffon vultures, golden eagle and others I've yet to identify.
Today I celebrate the sheer guts it took my family to leave this beautiful, remote valley and get to a port they could reach New York through.