It was 1967, the legendary" summer of love." Wandering through Provence at age 20, he met a fiercely lovely siren from Brittany in the ancient walled city of Avignon. He immediately sensed that if he surrendered to her mysterious magnetism, he might well not survive. But he plunged in heart first, and together they spun a classic romantic idyll, traveling together along the Mediterranean to Florence, Rome and Corsica. But the dream kept crashing against the precipitous cliffs of reality. He returned to see her the following December, not to revive a love in defiance of emotional gravity but to "kill" it. Only then could he begin to build a life grounded in the challenges and rewards of life as we find it rather than as we dream it to be. Yet sixty years from that distant summer, he came to appreciate the many gifts of their harrowing yet hallowed first love, for it gave him the luminous vision to discover the enchantments to be found in everyday moments.