My birthday fell on the same day as my mother’s and my maternal grandmother’s, which someone once told me the odds for were quite long...

When I was nine years old and my folks had been divorced for a few years, my mother and I lived in an old apartment building on Gatineau...

Back when I was eight years old, I lived with my mother on Gatineau street , where I was allowed to go out and play within a one-block...