Yah, I'm not sure if you'll know who this is, but Pierre Trudeau was our Prime Minister for many years and my grandmother adored him. Really, it was like a teeny-bopper over the Beatles in the 60s! We've always said that the only thing that would have made it more perfect for her was if Pierre Trudeau was holding her hand when she died.

It's been over 22 years since she died, but I still remember the last time I saw her (the day before) and what she said to me. She was the matriarch of our family, which honour passed to my mother as next in line.

Love and hugs,


Kat

A life lived in fear is a life half lived.
"Strictly Ballroom"