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Saturday, February 17, 2018

In Memoriam

     No, this isn't about Sims and it has nothing to do with my family. My Memère is 91 and is keeping pretty busy of late. Mom had to cancel her trip to Ixtapa after Pepère passed away but she is still going to Texas to spend time with an old friend. I am dealing with work as usual and life is not too bad. Still, I would love to win the lottery. Then again, wouldn't most people?
     The reason I am posting summat today has everything to do with this Monday. Louis Riel, our deeply religious and most forceful founder, got a holiday in his honour in Manitoba some time ago. It falls on the 19th of February this year. To this day, his life and death divide English and French Canada rather deeply. Manitoba has the second-largest French-speaking population in the country and has a very high concentration of Metis people. Louis Riel was their leader and voice. Well, there was Gabriel Dumont as well but sadly, I don't know all that much about him.
      In honour of this great man, his important cause, and in honour of Manitobans everywhere, I post this excellent Youtube video courtesy of Histoica Canada. Oh, and this video has a graphic ending. You have been warned.



     And Roy Dupuis is gorgeous. Have a good day.

Sunday, January 28, 2018

Au revoir

      The last time I had something very sad to report was when Dad died in September 2016. That was a sad, surreal time if I recall correctly. Today I have other sad news to report. My Pepère passed away around 2 this morning. He was 92 and one of the greatest grandfathers I have ever known. The other greatest one passed away in 2011.

     Pepère and Memère had five children and 9 grandchildren. This past year they welcomed their second great-grandchild into the family. For years they owned a cabin at Wallace Lake, which is nearly three hours northeast of Winnipeg. I remember endless summer days of swimming, lazing around, and long walks in the evening after supper. Memère turns 91 this February. They would have celebrated their 70th wedding anniversary this year.

     Pepère's brother had a cabin across the road and for years they went back and forth to play cards. I'd like to think Pepère is with his brother and other relatives playing cards right now. And fishing. Endless days on the lake with rod, reel, and minnows. That was where, I'd like to think, Pepère found his bliss.

92 is a long time but now it just doesn't seem like nearly enough.

Au revoir et merci, Pepere. Tu vas me manquer.