Dad passed away on November 17, the Saturday before Thanksgiving. He had lived in my home for the last four years of his life. Dad was from the old-fashioned school of people who wanted to 'leave something for his kids'. That said, my sister, Beth, and I decided that Dad would be pleased if we used some of the money he left us to take a special trip together. The destination choice wasn't too difficult. Some might even call it a 'no brainer'. We are both enamored with the City of Lights. Yep, we decided to go to Paris. And so the adventure begins.
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