Paul Lamar lives with his partner, Mark, in Albany, where he teaches part-time at The College of Saint Rose and reviews theater for The Daily Gazette. They have three grown children and a delightful granddaughter, Hannah.
One Sunday in Paris with my friends Garry and Martine, we searched for the remains of the old Bastille. What’s left of this fortress today is a few foundation stones, forming an outline of the building in Paris’s cobbled streets. Despite connotations of revolution and war, the Bastille really isn’t all that big.
In no time we had rounded the block to find ourselves in front of a pharmacy. I quickly went in to buy something. I walked out to find my friends talking with an older gentleman on his way to the market. As I was introduced, he asked if I was an American.
“Je suis Américain” I replied in my cobbled-together French.