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the cave of La Londe

Second week of our new round of France mixed media, orchestrated by cici

Today, still under the unusual heritage site. So I chose a small cave at the entrance of the village, often deserted except for Vespers at the profession of faith of the nation's children.

I have often wondered what were the origins of the cave, and this round was the opportunity to search for. I asked

village elders. Their memory is a gold mine, their ways of storytelling, a journey through time. So I'll tell you in my lap but there lacks a bit of dialect to make you feel the emotion they did to me before.

This cave was born during the War of 14/18. a wealthy farmer named Le Riche, then no it is not a joke, had his two son on the forehead. He trembled with fear for them, and redoubled his prayers.

One night the Virgin Mary appeared to him in a dream and told him this: "going to the river Londe, the water is blessed, reports the most beautiful stones you will find, larger, make a shelter in front of your home and places to my statue. You come every day at dawn and dusk, recite a rosary for your son and they will be rendered "

The next day he began his quest for rocks in the river which was 2 km away. One by one, he brought in his wheelbarrow, it took several weeks to make the shelter for the statue Once finished, he came every morning and evening, without missing any, a flower meadow in the hands Blossoming his altar.

The weeks passed, months, and one day, a military truck stopped in front of his door.

He lives

appear Lucia, first, lean scare, wild-eyed, large purple scars are poor lacerated face, but he is ALIVE!

Father Le Riche took him in her arms, kissed him long and then raised an eyebrow murmur "and Dark? "(Alphonse whose real name) Lucien took his hand and led him to the rear of the vehicle, and there he saw his younger brother, and did not notice right away, the pant leg that was bent. His second son had to be amputated a leg.

!!!!!!!! Whatever it was at the height of his joy, his two son were back, they were again near him the rest, we'll see.

Until his death he went morning and evening to thank the Virgin for having delivered his son.

Subsequently, people who had something to ask come make a wish by bringing one of these large stones taken from the riverbed, and it seems, often the wish was granted, it is this cave, always according to what people have said, we must the birth of several children in the country.

The custom lasted until the 1970s

here before to tell you my story, I went home

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and I will not at this

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good week to you all and until next Tuesday