Posted by on Apr 16, 2019 | 15 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Loulou, things will get better, you’ll see…

Well, there were many pieces of art saved by a long line of hand over hand helpers, and the stone structure is still intact, sigh.

A good friend has mentioned to us that overhead fire-fighting planes were not used because of the risk of collapsing the already weak wooden parts. That made sense.

What was so lovely/sad/moving was seeing one of the ancient stone angels, lifted by a crane, and flying through the air to safety.  I wept with mama and papa.

And there are so many pledges for the reconstruction.

Mama and papa once stayed on the Ile St Louis and gazed out at the back of Notre Dame.  Sweet memories.

Merci to you all for your kind comments and thoughtfulness.  Although I am the only one around here who is French (!), I do have many French friends and they are all devastated.  I like to think of the things that were saved, and the future re-building of that magnificent cathedral.

I wish I could go help, do something, but not sure a kitty can do much, except hope.  Papa’s knees help, too.