Now that we have returned to Bois-de-Bas and are getting settled in for the winter, I find that we have troubles I had not anticipated, the chief of which is overcrowding. We lost very few during the hostilities, and they were mostly from the outlying farms, not from the village proper. Onc’ Herbert, whom I sorely miss, is chief among those.
But we also gained. Amelie and I have our Anne-Marie, growing every day, and other children have also been born, for life goes on, n’est-ce pas , and we also have Luc, my apprentice