Iโve got a big birthday coming up. The exact number doesnโt matter, but trust me, itโs big. Put it this way: In the 1950s I was a child, but nowโฆ Iโm not. So I’m getting contemplative. Here is a wistful vignette of a bustling and burgeoning city, a warm and welcoming place โ my Montreal โ and how it changed.