This was 45 years ago, or just about. An August day of 1969. I was working at my parents restaurant and Edmond Denis was having lunch there.
Edmond was the Avoriaz ski school director and I dreamed of having a job there. I didn't know him, but following my brother's advice, I mustered all the courage I had then (which wasn't much), went to him and asked him if I could have a job at his ski school.
He replied: “Send over an application, show up at our October meeting and we'll let you know.” That was all I needed; deep inside I knew it was one of my (many) key tickets in life...
Sunday, August 24, 2014
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