A budding troubadour:
His name is Richard Messier but
half-jokingly he introduces himself as Richard Coeur de lion (the
lion-hearted) Messier. It is a fortuitous encounter that begins as a
photo op. I am driving by the internationally known Orford Arts Centre which is a
major centre for training young musicians and artists "in the utmost
harmony with its surroundings." The road passes a meadow in which a
young man is wandering, strumming a guitar, and obviously using his
surroundings as a "sounding board." I stop, get out of the car, and
follow him rather surreptitiously. He is playing a Spanish tune on a
mellow acoustic guitar. He does not notice me as he stops on a small
bridge. The notes of the guitar blend with the rhythmic rippling sounds
of the water beneath the bridge. When he pauses, I excuse myself for
invading his privacy but he is more than pleased to share his music with
me. He is a traveller himself spending time going here and there and
playing music. Currently he is working at the Centre. At my request he
plays his version of one of the first folk tunes I learned in Québec
(Le Petit Bonheur by Félix Lerclerc) and talks to me about his
music. It is the core of his being he says, "It's as if I have a stream
flowing throughout my mind and body... my music connects me to all
this." I ask him to play some more while I take his picture. I thank him
and shaking my hand, he gives me a slight bow. As I walk back across the
meadow, the notes of the guitar follow me.
The hôtelier as archivist:
Michelle Richard was born in
Trois-Rivières Québec but at the age of 17 went to Toronto where she
worked as a bilingual secretary in what she calls "one of those big
black buildings." Feeling the need of a challenge, she happened one day
on an ad for the Canadian Armed Forces. To make a long story short,
Michelle went on to pursue a 27-year career in the medical corps serving
in Canada, Germany, and Israel. She was one of the first women to serve
in a field environment on an equal basis with male soldiers, as well as
in numerous other capacities. When she retired from the military
Michelle knew that she "had to validate in civi street what I learned in
the military." She was also determined that her three children
experience "l'école de la vie" (the school of life) and that they
be brought up in Canada's two official languages. With her husband Rémi
she bought and opened a B&B in Stanstead Québec called Domaine Lee Farm, an historic
property that once belonged to Sir Frederick Banting and Lady Banting.
Banting was one of the co-discoverers of insulin and a Nobel
Prize-winner for Physiology and Medicine. (As I inform Michelle, he was
also my grandmother's cousin.) Michelle and Rémi have restored this 1810
estate in impeccable detail. On the last morning of my visit to the area
she takes me to a hill outside town where I take the panoramic shot at
the top of this webpage. Standing looking at the magnificent view we are
both entranced. And then Michelle says quietly — mainly to herself I
think — "Cette terre a vraiment une âme. De ça j'en suis sûre."
("This land has a soul. I'm sure of that.)
A timeless artist:
Shannon Cooney works part-time in what is probably the
smallest casino on the continent. The casino is also in an incongruous
setting because it is in one of the typical staid, rectangular and
columned bank buildings we used to see on every main street in Canada.
But Shannon is the quintessential still waters that run deep, and
I use the play on words deliberately. He is an artist who has created
his own medium which he calls Drunkwood. For more information on Shannon,
his art, Drunkwood, and to see samples of his work, go to his website
(www.drunkwood.com) by clicking
here. Shannon's website itself shows his artistry and imagination.
UPDATE:
Recently, Shannon had his first solo exhibition at the Centre Culturel
Yvonne L. Bombardier. It met with great success and media coverage.
His memphre sculpture won the public prize.
Also at the First International Sculpture Symposium of Granite of
Stanstead at the Museum of Granite, during which nine sculptors working
on nine separate blocks of granite (theme “the borders”),
Shannon won both the Jury and the Public prizes. Visit www.tomifobia.com
for a photo. He sculpted “The birth of an international legend”
out of a 6000 pund block of Stanstead Gray granite.
The integrated resort experience:
The Eastern Townships are also known for
their luxury all-seasons resorts that blend perfectly with the
landscape. Scott Stevens is my contact at Château Bromont, one of the
most popular resorts in the region.
His enthusiasm for and commitment to the Eastern
Townships where he grew up in a bilingual and bicultural family is
apparent from the moment we meet. He is also the kind of young
progressive marketing person who understands intuitively the real
principles of the hospitality industry because they are inherent to the
Townships. Château Bromont is a
property that includes a variety of excellent accommodation, a sparkling
new spa, a popular alpine ski hill (and close by several others), a
first-class restaurant — and serene golf. After a day touring the
Townships I rush back to the Château for a twilight round of golf. I am
joined by Karine Turbine, a young agronomist from the Gaspésie region of
Québec. As dusk is imminent we are the only ones on the course; it is a
golfer's sweetest moment. The cool fall air, the brilliant colours of
the hills, and the setting sun on the greens combine to make Karine and
me feel like the best golfers in the world. By the last hole, darkness
is coming on and we cannot see the last green; we play by sensing the
landscape around us. As we hit our balls to the last green, we can't see
where they land but we know that the direction is perfect.
(Château Bromont has
recently won the prestigious Lauréats Grands Prix du Tourisme,
the most important industry competition in Québec.)
Candy Man:
During lunch with Scott, he begins talking
about his family, brother Harvey, sister-in-law, their children, and the
family farm near Stanstead. I sense another story worth telling; so I
make a post-trip contact with Harvey on whose property I have already
taken some photographs. Harvey and his wife work "day jobs" but also
operate Verger Stevens Orchard where they grow dwarf apples trees,
raspberries, blueberries, squash, and pumpkins; and offer agrotourism
opportunities. But I'll let Harvey tell the story.
"When we were small children my father and mother would take us on a
Sunday drive to a nearby site in the Eastern Townships near the Vermont
border. We called it Candy Hill. Along the way, my father would first
stop at a store where he would buy soft drinks and chocolate bars and
quickly place them in the trunk. On our arrival at Candy Hill, he would
find an excuse to leave the car before we could get out. He would then
hide the treats and the first order of business for us kids was to find
them. This was almost 40 years ago but I can still feel the excitement
each time we went to Candy Hill. It was was a very special family time,
and of course it did not cost a lot. Candy Hill is still there, about
two miles from the family farm that we eventually bought in the area. It
is also near where we planted our first apple trees.
Back in 1998 we started planting sections of 500 apple trees and rows
of raspberries. Our thinking was that maybe families like ours might
come to the orchard, lay out a blanket have some special "Candy Hill
time" with their loved ones. Today we see many families on blankets in
the orchard admiring the mountains and the villages of Stanstead and
Derby Line Vermont, both of which are clearly visible from our property.
The apples are fifty cents a pound, the view of the mountains free, and
I hope the memories are priceless. As a new feature this year we now
have a wagon ride to the orchard and on Sundays a treasure hunt in the
maplegrove to find "the lost treasure of an old hermit called Luke."
(That's a whole other childhood story!) As an added bonus for us, we are
fortunate enough to have brothers and sisters, in-laws, aunts and uncles
and a miraculous Mom all who, along with their children, help us out
during raspberry and apple season. The second generation of Candy
Hillers carries on the tradition.
Transferrable skills:
Signy Stephenson and Michel
Gabereau left impressive careers in business, publishing, and public
relations in Toronto to operate the Auberge Knowlton,
an 1849 inn and the first such establishment to offer food, beverages,
and accommodation in the Eastern Townships. Their professional acumen
and business talents are excellent examples of the kind of
"transferrable skills" that the marketplace in the 21st century
requires. The Inn and its restaurant have been faithfully restored and
renovated; this is a place for people to gather. The ambiance is pure
Cantons de l'Est especially on the day I arrive when the fall Duck
festival is in full swing. (If you order duck in Paris, chances are it
came from this area which is considered one of the best duck producing
areas in the world.) Signy and Michel introduce me to friends who all
seem to be on their way somewhere but en route are passing by or
through the inn. The streets are full of visitors, musicians, artisans,
and the residents of Knowlton. Knowlton is known for the super friendly
dogs in the town's businesses. Actually there is a competition in the
spring when clients get to vote for the most accommodating dog. Among
other dogs I meet, I would vote for Henry if I could. He likes to mind
the till in the shop next door to the Auberge
Knowlton.
Values training:
In another spontaneous conversation (this
time in the town of Magog on Lake Memphrémagog) I talk with Olivia Sofer
and her mother. Very sportive as a young child, Olivia became an
outdoors enthusiast and skier. She says that the Eastern Townships gave
her "the taste for the realm of possibilities that could exist at a ski
hill." As a certified hiking guide and member of the Association of
Canadian Mountain Guides, she has taken the skills she learned in Québec
to the Canadian Rockies, and beyond. A guide now in the sports tourism
field for 12 years, she has worked in some of the most remote wilderness
areas of Canada. She is also devoted to travelling and learning about
other cultures, especially about the role of women in other cultures.
Her degrees in Economics and Political Science and in International
Trade and Transportation complement her world view. If you have look at
Lifexport and Las
Mujeres de Las Montanas: Understanding Women's Passion for the Mountains
- A Cultural Comparison you will get a pretty good idea where this
remarkable woman is "coming from."
Tangible history:
Doug and Richard Eldridge are direct
descendants from Robert McGinnis, a United Empire Loyalist, and
certified members of the United Empire Loyalists' Association. After my
visit to the Eastern Townships, Doug very kindly sends me a copy of his
UEL certificate on which it says (in part), "N.B. Those Loyalists who
have adhered to the Unity of the Empire, and joined the Royal Standard
before the Treaty of Separation in the year 1783, and all their
children, and their Descendants by either sex, are to be distinguished
by the following Capitals affixed to their names U.E. Alluding to their
great principle The Unity of the Empire."
I meet Doug and Richard at a flea market
where I buy two simple hand-blown brilliant blue vases. Doug is
displaying his antique tools. They are fascinating and tangible evidence
of past generations in the area. There is something very evocative about
these tools that have passed through so many hands, hands that worked
the land here. Both brothers are passionate about the Loyalist history
and their part in it. Doug says, "[Learning about our history] made me
feel better as a person ... knowing where I had come from." With
reference to the fateful decision that their ancestors must have made
Richard says, "It's a case of how you feel inside ... and when a
division is made, you have to take one side or the other." When I ask
him what he thinks Americans should know about his family's history he
says, "They should know we have a connection with them. We were
once all British subjects."
Intrinsic value:
Sylvain Roy also left the big city to
return to the Eastern Townships. He now is the proprietor of a florist
and gift shop just steps from the Vermont border. It is towards the end
of the day and most of the border crossing business has slowed down.
Actually I think he is as interested in talking to his visitors to
Canada as much as selling his very eclectic and fanciful wares. He is
often the first Canadian (other than border officials) that visiting
Americans meet and he welcomes them as personal friends. But Sylvain
lets me in on a secret. If you look closely at the front of his shop you
will notice a raised part of the building at the back. The store is the
old town's original movie house. Sylvain takes me through a steel door
at the back of the shop where I find the original stage and a few
original theatre seats. Sylvain has partially restored the theatre and
created a black light stage set that looks like a a mini Broadway
musical set. Sylvain lends the space occasionally to friends and family
for informal functions. When I ask him why he has gone to so much work
he says, "Whether anyone sees it or not, it's just something I felt I
should do."
A transborder librarian:
Like her mother before her, Kim Prangley is the
librarian of a unique library and chief custodian of the opera house
upstairs. This is The Haskell
Free Library and Opera House, an historic structure that straddles
the U.S-Canadian border in Derby Line, Vermont and Stanstead, Québec.
Although it has become a rather famous tourist site — people come from
all over the world to stand with one foot in each country (apparently a
very poignant experience for people from countries like Germany) — it is
still the local library. In addition it must serve the needs of a very
special transborder community. For the full history of this fascinating
site, click on the above link; but permit me to mention a few details.
Inside the library there is a black line painted on the floor which
bisects both the library and the opera house upstairs at an oblique
angle. (This line is there because the building is insured by both an
American and a Canadian insurance company and it must be clear which
part of the building is covered under each policy.) If you are in the
Reading Room next to the windows with their stained glass decoration,
perhaps reading Margaret Atwood's Oryx and Crake, you are in the
United States. But if you sit on the comfortable couch in front of the
fireplace to read the New Yorker magazine, you are in Canada. And
if you plan to have your wedding in the opera house upstairs (as many do
especially if relatives are not admitted to either country for whatever
reason) you should know that the stage is in Canada and most of the
seats downstairs as well as the entire balcony are in the United States.
So if you are married on the stage, your marriage is subject to Quebec
laws.
The Haskell Library and Opera House is a peaceful place; a place for
reading, studying, and quiet reflection. It's the perfect spot to end
your visit to the Eastern Townships.