All a sudden, this old man came to me and begun to talk about the WWII and the bombings in Nantes. I guess that 55 years after, the special light of this morning brought him back memories he wanted to share. I kept asking him about his life, parents, and all these details you cannot find in books. So bad I did not have a voice recorder. Then he left with his little dog, and went after his wife who came back with the groceries.