Whenever I see Montmédy Citadel, I remember a fairy-story book I had as a child. I could only think there must have been an illustration in that book which the Citadel, on its high hill, reminded me of.
Today, I pulled the book from a shelf…
This must have been my first book - I was all of five-and-a-half months old that Christmas and it became a much-loved companion throughout my childhood together with another given to me by my grandmother on my fifth birthday...
It was good to see these old friends again.
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