I came to Cannes in August 1985 or 1986  on the aircraft carrier U.S.S. Forrestal.  On my first day ashore, like most people I went to the beach.  My shipmate and I picked a spot away from the touristy areas and settled in for some sun.  Little did I know my life would be forever altered by this choice.  As it turned out we chose to lie down just feet away from a French family of five.  A family that by the end of the day would adopt us for our entire 10 day stay. They were from Paris and had a summer place above the harbor.  They swam with us and took us home for dinners they taught us what they could about french love and customs and I learned that you cannot separate the two.  Now here is the problem, I only remember the name of Elisabeth or Babbet.  Babbet had a husband who was a diplomate in Paris and had two children, both in their early teens one a boy and the other a slightly older girl. Her Brother and sister in law were there and of course me.  So you see I am now 54 years old and could go into great detail about how my life began to change, but I will not. I would ask that you forward this and do as you wish with it but please see if this can get into the hands to locate these family members and act as a liaison between us as some one,  so where, knows this story and I wish to communicate with them if they do.  key words here are hats and shipboard visit. Thank you Bruce Payne

Jacques Dortu . 29 févr. 2016 à 18:58