France viewed from Lausanne, Switzerland...

Back in June of 1983, we were touring Switzerland and Italy with the U.S. Lange sales force and as I we were on the Swiss side of Geneva Lake, around Lausanne, I pointed to one of them (Rob Mucci from Boston, to be exact) where I came from and had lived for a quarter of a century and at that point, I remember feeling an intense nostalgia about my roots, my country, my hometown and a whole piece of my life that I was about to leave behind.

It looked so close, almost palpable, yet it was already too far to reach for. This probably was a seminal moment in letting go of my origins, of Europe and of a long chapter in my personal history. It happen there and then and that was it...