I have held off writing about the horrific events of the last week in Paris. The news coverage was so constant with the attacks being so brutal it all just saddened me beyond words. I know Paris holds a very special place in many of our hearts. For me, Paris holds a certain magic over me. My memory bank filled with just the best, sweetest memories. We heard news yesterday morning that one of the gentleman killed in the grocery store was a work friend of mine. He was the head of the French linen company, Le Jacquard Francais for a period. It has brought all of this even closer to home. Events like these sadly seem to come and go and then slip away from memory. My request is that we keep Paris in our thoughts, in our prayers, in our hearts. They are needed to keep the memory of those lost alive in some way. To honor them. To honor a city, a culture and a people who have been wounded. To give back in some small way to the grand city that has given us so much.