August 15, 2015
So at the Shiva, I meet P's old highschool boyfriend. Turns out his family had a house in St Donat next to the Tarlos. The day before, there'd been an article in a Sherbrooke paper about Eda Tarlo. Which he forwards to me. I show Mom, who says "What I wouldn't give to talk to her again!" So I Google the residence mentioned in the article and call the place and ask for Madame Tarlo. And in less than a minute, the two old friends (93 and 97) are speaking to each other. Mom and I think that's pretty cool.