Think about how many people you walk by every single day that you don’t know...

I have always had random people walk up and start talking to me, but none of them were quite as talkative as Frenchy. Frenchy is one of the sweetest old ladies you will ever meet.

Almost immediately when I sat down at a table in Borders Frenchy asked if she could sit there too. I had grabbed Maximilist, a graphic design book, and she had craft magazines. We talked for over an hour about collages, family, faith, and life experiences. Frenchy lost her husband to prostrate cancer. She knows where the best antique stores are. She loves to help others. She is full of love.