
Hasn't voted | Thanks for your vote. My mom traveled from Detroit to Quebec thence by ocean liner to Le Harve in 1928 when she was 14. She went with my Grandparents who stopped at Le Grand Chartreuse for my Grandfather to photograph the monastery. He changed his line of work to architectual photography when he returned from France to Detroit. My grandmother who was a rigorous person, enrolled my mom in French classes in Grenoble at that time. |