Is it just me, or does this path have a certain literary air about it? This, my friends, is Chemin Armand Lanoux, named for a man whose life was as colourful as the stories he penned. Armand Lanoux, born in the heart of Paris in 1913, was a man of many talents. Before achieving literary fame, he dabbled in various professions. He was a teacher, a designer of candy boxes, a bank employee, a painter, and even a journalist. Talk about a Renaissance man! He eventually found his calling in the world of words, becoming an editor and a prolific writer. His novels, essays, biographies, and even poetry, earned him critical acclaim. In 1963, his novel “Quand la mer se retire” (When the Tide Goes Out) won him the prestigious Prix Goncourt, cementing his place in French literary history. Sadly, Lanoux passed away in 1983, but his legacy lives on, not just in his words, but also here, on this path that bears his name. So, as you stroll along Chemin Armand Lanoux, take a moment to appreciate the man who inspired it, a man who reminds us that it’s never too late to find our own story to tell.
Église Notre-Dame de l’Air
Beneath what appears to be a simple stone and wood structure lies a history interwoven with faith aviation and community.