Black Tulip--
I like your avatar.
I was thinking of you this morning. Many years ago during December a plane flying from NYC to Europe went down. A local high school group was among the passengers so the crash was covered very thoroughly in the local papers.
A diver who had been looking for bodies explained, "It isn't like there's a hole in the water. You can't tell where to start looking."
When my son died--on dry land--I kept thinking that there should be some sort of eternal, memorial hole in the waters of time. Life should simply not move on without my son being alive.
What "should be" and what "is" are two very different animals.
Paris sounds like a good idea. I've always wanted to do the Paris Sewer Tour.
http://www.viamagazine.com/top_stories/articles/paris00.asp This would probably appeal to your son--and if this is the exasperating b-i-l you might be able to score a few points.
Dogs always link to reality, don't they?
Hold your dominion.