In old town Montreal
With Laura and Adam getting married and moving to Libya, next month, mother and daughter acted on their desire to visit Quebec and long lost family. Aunt Loretta (my Mother's sister) was 16 when I was born. I was 14 when her daughter, Claudine, was born and when Laura was 14, Claudine's daughter, Ericka, was born. The last time I saw my cousins I was 21, Claudine 7, and her brother, Marc, 5. Our age spread and geographic distance have kept us apart ... until now!
Me and Laura with Aunt Loretta
We stayed with cousin Claudine and husband, Sebastien. The hospitality we were shown, the indulgence and love was more than anyone could have hoped for. Meet the family here:
Getting to know them, their children, cousin Marc and his sons were a fine addition to exploring Canada's most exotic city. The Jazz Festival was on and so was an unrelenting heat wave. For photos of our time in Montreal click here:
We had a day trip to Saint-Sauveur, in the Laurentians ... photos here:
Laura and I went to Quebec City where we stayed, for three nights, in a B&B in the old town. We endlessly walked that charming city and had our history lesson while we toured the St. Lawrence River on the M/V Louis Jolliet. See the Quebec City photo essay here:
Cousin Marc graciously offer to take us to Ottawa and what happened to that day was magical. In Toronto, in 1968 - 69, I shared an apartment with Terry Pletzer who introduced me to Bill. We lost track of one another for nearly 40 years finally meeting again in Canmore, in 2006. Terry and James live half way between Montreal and Ottawa just outside the village of Dunvegan where we stopped, presumably just for lunch. Since I hadn't found an dress for the upcoming wedding, Terry mentioned that the largest bridal boutique in eastern Ontario was not far from her delightful country home. The gals all went there while Marc visited a colleague in the area. Got my outfit and the next thing you know it's after 4pm with not enough time to go on to Ottawa!