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November 11, 2008


Jeannmarie Neuman

I had the priviledge of meeting Frances & Ed Mayes Italian teacher this past spring, outside of Cortona. She is a young girl, named Linda, who is studying law. We were staying at Il Casale, outside of Cortona, and on a walk, when I met her mother. She invited us up for appertifs and introduced us to Linda, her daughter. The funny thing was, that the mother spoke no English, and we spoke very little Italian, yet, when I mentioned Frances Mayes, her eyes lit up and we managed to communicate. She sent us on our way with a bocquet of purple irises and a head of endive lettuce. A sweet memory I will always treasure of Tuscany...

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