How Did I Get Here

Honestly not sure how I ended up here today. Dredging of a canal, literally and figuratively. The end of July, July will always be France, though there are much cooler times to visit, maybe April. The piles stack up, but lately I find them needing more attention. Let’s see where this ride takes me.—Dominick

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Sorrow

As I watched the horror unfold yesterday, each second smoke poured from the roof of the cathedral I worried about the loss of even the tiniest piece of history. As the fire raged on I feared the worst like so many others. It wasn’t sinking in just yet. It couldn’t be as bad as it […]

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