Today is my last full day in Paris. Tomorrow I begin the journey back home to California via London and New York. It is with more than the usual sadness that I take my leave of Paris, possibly for the last time. I accomplished my goal to experience all of the sites of the terrorist attacks of 13 November, 2015 and to remember the innocent victims of religious intolerance gone wild. I did not visit the “Stade de France” wher two suicide bombers detonated their vests outside of the stadium although I did view the stadium, empty on my ride into the city from Charles DeGaulle Airport one week ago tomorrow. My strongest memories are of the Bataclan music hall and the many memorial tributes left there for the dead, as well as the memorials in the Place de La Republique. That experience will alter forever my thoughts about Paris but every now and again when walking the streets of Paris, I come across memorials to members of the resistance during World War II who were killed by Nazi extremist and who died for France. In every church in Paris and for that matter all throughout France, one finds memorials to those “Mort pour La France” during WW I. Yet in spite of the sadness of it all, the Parisians and the tourists from all across the globe, continue to experience the exuberance for life that so characterizes this amazing “City of Light.” It is “my” city too and no terrorist can take it away from me. I have selected a few photos to accompany this blog post, of the more than 1300 that I took. I hope that you enjoy them as much as I did in taking them.