Each summer for 16 years, the citizens of Mayenne (pop. 10,000), a river town 150 miles west of Paris, had pleaded with Maggie Mae McRacken, now a 48-year-old widow and a $50-a-week sales-clerk in a Charlotte, N.C., sundries shop, to come and visit them. But for reasons of health, family responsibility, finances and natural reticence, Maggie McRacken never got to Mayenne—until last week. Then, she and the townfolk of Mayenne finally met at the end of an intensely sentimental journey.
Maggie McRacken was once the wife of a quiet. Red Springs, N.C., farm...
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