My Montreal Then and Now

Iโ€™ve got a big birthday coming up. The exact number doesnโ€™t matter, but trust me, itโ€™s big. Put it this way: In the 1950s I was a child, but nowโ€ฆ Iโ€™m 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.

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