Musings —12.04.2013 11:25 AM—
My Aunt Irene passed away on the weekend, another family member felled by cancer.
Her funeral is today in Knowlton, in the Eastern Townships, and I couldn’t get there on time. My Mom is there, however.
What can I tell you about her? To me – as a kid, as now – she was what Montreal was when it was at its hippest: Expo ’67, Trudeau (the elder), Habitat, all of that. She was cosmopolitan and multilingual and lived on two continents, and I thought she was from another world, back then. She was cool.
Anyway, say a little prayer for her, if you will. She was a good one. Thanks.