The Partnered Pen
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The Partnered Pen


In 1963 I got married and moved to Paris without any income. I was just a kid — that’s my excuse — I was stupid. I didn’t speak any French but, no worries, my wife had a year of French in high school. She was an expert. Our parents sent us money, $150 from mine $150 from hers.

We were in for a season of trials and tribulations, shocks and comeuppances; it was a well-timed education on all the cultural, intellectual and heart levels…



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David Price

I write about creativity, loving, language learning and psycho/spirituality. I’m a longtime painter and reader.