July 12th 1962 was the date I entered this English speaking country.  It took my parents a whole year to get those green cards.  Lots of documentation, I remember the officer woman treating us like traitors for leaving Canada for the USA.   She even pounded her fist on the desk, just like in a movie.  Ah Mon Dieu!   we only moved for my father’s health, he needed to be in the Sunshine state. We drove south to the border, it was exciting, a new country, a different language. As soon as we entered the USA, there were thousands and thousands and thousands of young guys wearing white t shirts, fatigue pants, big black boots and dog tags in caravans of army trucks going down to Florida.  It was a time of great unrest in Cuba, so they all came south, while I flirted with everyone of those guys, it seemed we were flying in our 59 Chrysler.  .I remember saying ” I’m going to love the USA!”.  Here I was to learn about Angelic Touch.  Merci les Etats Unis.

 

 

 

 

 

‘  It was here in Florida that I became LMT learned that massage was a most important modality of healing.  Canada was the place of my birth and the USA was the place of my adulthood, and my learning all about Angelic Touch.