I am still sad and in denial that Greg is gone.
I wrote something on his timeline, but want to share a happy memory.
When we were in France with St.James Choir..it was very difficult to find a restroom...so we entered a bakery that would allow you to use the facility. We felt it was only fair to purchase something.
Joe & I chose a pastry and after she gave it to us we asked for a dish. The sales women ignored us and let us stand there with this pastry dripping all over us!
Then, Greg walked in carrying his choir robe on one arm, he spoke to us and immediately the woman understood English, gave us a dish, and began to sing Panis Angelicus.
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