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My great-aunt Cecilia was the elder sister of my paternal grandmother Julie (Vanasse) Belair. I didn’t know Aunt Celia (as she was known to her family) until I was studying at university in Ottawa where she lived. I used to visit her and Uncle Clem at their apartment on Empress Avenue, which happened to be across the street from St-Jean-Baptiste church where my Dad was baptised. I loved talking with her about my Mémère Julie, who died when I was young. After my family moved to British Columbia, we got to see Aunt Celia once or twice on our vacations back east. I was very sad to hear of her death, knowing that I lost another link with the past and my grandmother.
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