Reggie Black called me on the later side of last night and we had a long chat. Reggie’s not a “hi, how was your day” kind of conversationalist. We talked about Maine’s largest ethnic group, the Franco Americans, and my recent experiences attending “La Rencontre” at the Franco Center in Lewiston, with two hundred or so aging members of this group. We talked about the glue that had bound this ethnic group together for so many years, primarily their French language and Roman Catholicism.
We talked about an article published by the University of Maine’s Marketing and Communications department on the outcomes of a Maine state legislative task force convened in 2012 to define “who is Franco American.” I read the article closely; I read it twice. I was promised some “unprecedented perspective on Maine’s largest ethnic group” and found none. I was underwhelmed. The legislative task force called for the creation of a state Franco-American Leadership Council.
I told Reggie I thought the article and the task force was full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. Then Reggie asked “do you know what you’re going to write about for your blog tomorrow?”
I looked at my watch and said “probably nothing about Franco Americans, legislative task forces, and Roman Catholicism.”
We wished each other “bonne nuit” and “au revoir.”
I sat up for most of the night on the settee I had recently gotten from my late aunt, tossing around ideas for blog posts. I considered a “fluff piece” about a “Holiday House Tour” I went to last month or the Danvers Historical Society’s Holiday Designer Show House which ends this weekend. My creative and procrastinating side would love to spend several hours in the Jeep in the pursuit of beauty, but the logical part of me knows this is not the weekend to fall behind the clock.
I moved some furniture around and considered writing a blog post about the settee, but my early morning keyboard tappings fell flat.
It’s another sparkling cold day here in Maine. There are only 11 days until Noel. Que l’on chante qu’on s’apprete.
Fa La La La La.