Our House the Tabac

We found this sign for a tobacco store under our back porch. Turns out our house used to be the village tabac in the 1980’s, which means Franck (who started smoking at age 13 and quit at age 30) and many of his buddies have fond memories of traipsing up our driveway to buy a fresh packet of Drum tobacco.

The things you learn when you poke through piles of stuff headed for the dump…