I can't believe how long it's been since I've seen them. Yeah; no shocker, but still. That last pic in the book just doesn't match with my memory, you know?
I'm sorry that I didn't see this post until after you'd left - but do wish them a happy anniversary next time you're speaking with them.
BTW, I think kids eat ice cream by osmosis. Hence the forehead. *g*
I'm not sure, but I wouldn't be surprised. My family blew out of Quebec in 1976 in the mass exodus of Anglophiles, but from time to time we hear from friends in Quebec who bitch suitably about the snowfall.
Here in Toronto, I very rarely have to put my boots on in the winter. We get maybe three feet of snow all winter, and usually in little piffling dribs and drabs of six inches at a time (max). You get the occasional snowstorm, but nothing like Quebec.
The short answer is, Bill 101, the Charter of the French Language. It was designed to preserve the "distinct society" of Francophone Quebec, and among other things, it stipulated that for all companies with more than fifty employees, those employees had to be able to speak French. They didn't necessarily have to use it, but by law, they had to be able to speak it. My father, being Australian, spoke not a word of French, and like many, many other anglophones, prepared well in advance of the bill passing: he got a job in Toronto, one province to the west.
We moved here in August of 1976. Over the next few years, I was constantly running into friends from Quebec on the subway system, discovering that their families had also fled West.
This is just another little part of why English-speaking Canada has so very little patience for any antics Quebec pulls these days.
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Gosh, your mom was really pretty.
I can't believe you dad's sideburns.
I can't believe how long it's been since I've seen them. Yeah; no shocker, but still. That last pic in the book just doesn't match with my memory, you know?
I'm sorry that I didn't see this post until after you'd left - but do wish them a happy anniversary next time you're speaking with them.
BTW, I think kids eat ice cream by osmosis. Hence the forehead. *g*
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That snow blew my freaking mind!
Does it still snow like that?!
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Here in Toronto, I very rarely have to put my boots on in the winter. We get maybe three feet of snow all winter, and usually in little piffling dribs and drabs of six inches at a time (max). You get the occasional snowstorm, but nothing like Quebec.
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We moved here in August of 1976. Over the next few years, I was constantly running into friends from Quebec on the subway system, discovering that their families had also fled West.
This is just another little part of why English-speaking Canada has so very little patience for any antics Quebec pulls these days.
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