"Soon I confirmed that on October 1, 1642, Marguerite de la faye, also known as Marguerite Lafitte, married Nicolas Denys in Sainte-Marguerite, La Rochelle.
Blessed with a deep harbor that was in the 17th century the primary gateway to the New World, La Rochelle is only about 30 Km from Lyon where I first saw Anne-Merry Lafitte. History -- as it tends to do in my life -- had repeated."
While at the same time perusing the dessert menu, St. Denis continued talking. "I was convinced, he said, "that it was my destiny to marry Anne-Merry Lafitte, and I could think of nothing I would rather do. Uncle Pierre advised me to proceed slowly; I began by going to the New Brunswick site of the last known home of Nicolas, his wife, Marguerite, and their two children. From there, I traveled to peaceful Nova Scotia. From Nova Scotia, I sent Anne- Merry a postcard asking if on my travels I could visit Barre.
As if it was a phrase in a hymn book, St Denis whispered to himself the phrase "French buttercream frosting", although he had not yet formerly decided on dessert. "One postcard led to another, one dinner led to another, one night led to another. It was on the day of our wedding reception -- at the home of Anne-Merry's Mother and Father -- that I first saw the 15th century book of hours that her Father, Pete Lafitte, won in a card game on the World War II Italian front."
"Would you want to tell me how about 14 years later, that Book of Hours got into a music box that plays a French round?" Jack asked.
