This is my grandmother. When she was young she hung out in bars and pubs across the Laurentian and Gatineau Mountains, watching and working with her husband’s rock-a-billy band… she was an Original Gangster groupie.

The house parties my grandparents would put on were legendary to the locals. A lot of them went on for days. But now, more than fifty years later, there’s no way she looks like someone who’d cut you for stealing her chair… amazing how people can change.