Just finished it. As an American ....I read this Historical fiction closely, and thoroughly enjoyed it.
It filled in holes of Canadian history for me, and the characters felt very real.
I could see this book as a movie.
I’ll write a fuller review sometime this weekend.
I’m back: it’s LONG.....( thank you ahead of time for those who read it)....
Always much appreciation if people read them - but nobody ever needs to. Sometimes I blabber on because I just need to get things out of my head for myself. This was one of those times....
I wrote this review more for my own completion - my own desire - with an interest of understanding aspects of Canadian political history. Joanna Goodman is a Canadian author known for writing historical fiction novels.
I’m an American. This book supplied me with what I was looking for.
I didn’t rush read it...
I enjoyed the FICTION aspects....and was thankful that ‘the fiction’ helped me learn the history. The fiction storytelling added the emotional experience.....
.....the history, itself, was deeply complicated and compelling.
YES....I TOOK A SIDE.....( one side being more moral than the other)....but the side I WASN’T on had some valid issues to digest.
I chose this as my first book to read by the author, ( but I do own a copy of “The Home for Unwanted Girls”) > even being aware of the fact that many readers didn’t enjoy this book as much as “The Home of Unwanted Girls”).
I understood their criticism so completely and thank many readers for their reviews....but it’s funny the criticism that I heard about this book was the exact reason why I chose it. (most of the other readers who found criticism were Canadian and perhaps knew more of this history than I did).
HISTORY- POLITICAL STRIFE?/!.....
....BRING IT ON > it’s what I needed. I just didn’t want to fall flat on my face being bombarded with DRY HISTORY...
NOTHING ABOUT THIS BOOK WAS DRY FOR ME. I was hungry for all the facts...( thankful for the flawed characters to round out my learning).
Some readers thought the political history was too overloaded ( but that’s what I was looking for).....so, it was a win for me.
Others said.... one of the characters ( Elodie), in this book was from the orphanage in “The Home for Unwanted Girls”.... and that this book didn’t cover as much details about the orphanage that turned into a mental institutions....( perfect!).....it wasn’t the prime theme I was looking for.
However...
I felt like I got two books and one— with more emphasis on the parts that I was looking for.
Here are a few details about the orphanage/turned mental institution —found in both books:
Elodie says:
“They told me I was mentally challenged. One day I was in school, an orphan. The next day, bars went up on the windows and mental patients were shipped in. That was it. From that day on, the nuns and the doctors spent the next two decades convincing me I was crazy”.
“In the fifties the Duplessis government made a shocking decision to convert the province’s orphanages into mental institutions to gain larger subsidies from the federal government. Seemingly overnight, thousands of Quebec orphans were reclassified as mental patients—“
“The Bedard Report of 1962 revealed that about one-third of the providence’s twenty thousand mental patients did not belong in the institutions, and it put an end to the monstrous practice. Many of the orphans who had reached adulthood were released from these institutions. Today they are grown up and they are angry. They call themselves the Duplessis Orphan Committee”.
A group of men and women were marching in front of Cardinal Turcotte’s office at the Archdiocese of Montreal. They wanted justice.
Louise Tremblay was sent to Mont Providence Hospital in 1950, when she was six years old”. Louise wants an apology and compensation. She’s on welfare, and she can’t read or write. She also can’t work because of a back injury from all the beatings she had endured.
The Duplessis orphans were rallying together and speaking up. They wanted to be heard. They were unwilling to be ignored anymore. They wanted everyone to know what was done to them and why.
So......I was familiar- enough - for now anyway - about the history of the ‘unwanted girls’......
Moving on......
with....
the.....
POLITICAL HISTORY of the FLO ( French de liberation du Quebec), and the REFERENDUM....
( a general vote by the electorate on a single political question that has been referred to them for a direct decision)....
BECAUSE.... I didn’t know enough about it or understand what the real issues were ....
And....
.....given that my own daughter lives in Canada has become quite an advocate for justice: Blacks and Ingenious, I wanted to learn as much history as I could. I’m proud of her studying Canadian history - protesting- holding meetings at her house - having valuable discussions regularly.
But......
I was hoping for a ‘story’ to go along with the ‘history’: which Joanna Goodman provide. ( I did a little of my own history searching as I read the historical facts in this book, too, just to round out my understanding.
THIS BOOK WAS EXACTLY WHAT I WAS LOOKING FOR....
The storytelling of the characters were just enough - not too much - but helped me visualize the complications and the divide between the French and English Canadians.
“After the British conquered the French in 1760, Quebec’s economy switched into the hands of the English. English became the language of business, with the Anglophones filling all the highest positions in the Providence— management, white-collar, civil service.
The French were completely marginalized, which is pretty much how it stay for the next two hundred years”.
Between 1995 to 1997....
“All I can remember thinking is how fragile life is”.
James Phenix is having a conversation with Leo Fortin who served 12 years in prison for a murder he committed in 1970 as part of the cause. James loves Leo’s daughter,Veronique Fortin....who was only a baby when her dad went to prison.
James sighs >>> thinking “Why doesn’t he just come clean? Either take credit for himself or set Veronique free of the burden she carries of having a murderer for a father. If he didn’t actually do it, why not exonerate himself? Why won’t any of them tell the truth after all this time?”
“It wasn’t an accident, Leo says. I can tell you that. The media thought maybe it was, or that’s the story they told to make us look incompetent. But we made a decision to kill him and we did. Sometimes I can’t believe we did it. I couldn’t believe it then, and I still can’t”.
“But it happened”.
“What what is that like? Watching another man die?”
“You’re numb. I was . . . It’s impossible to describe. It’s surreal. You have to shut a part of yourself down. You act on instinct. We just kept moving after we did it. We had to keep moving, stay busy, so we wouldn’t think about what we’d done. We weren’t violent guys”.
“James has to suppress his anger. He tries not to react, bites his tongue”.
Leo felt there was a reason for killing the politician - Pierre Laporate - a very tough decision but he acted on his convictions.
The only reason Leo was even talking about it with James was because he loved his daughter and she wanted to understand.
Leo felt that what he did was for his people—the workers—the exploited—the long-suffering French slaves in Quebec. He felt he killed for a cause.
Leo didn’t believe young people would ever understand what it was like for them ‘back then’.
Leo Fortin may have been an idealist— but he didn’t think he was misguided.
All the years that he spent in prison, were years that he wasn’t with his wife or daughter. He didn’t enjoy prison— stripped of dignity and his spirit— but the question continued to remain— wouldn’t he have rather watched his daughter grow up?
Leo said ... “ask me after the referendum”.
[Referendum: a general vote by the electorate on a single political question that has been referred to them for a direct decision]
Pierre Laporate ( 1921-1970)
was a French Canadian lawyer, journalist and politician who was Deputy Premier of the province of Quebec before being kidnapped by members of a group Front de liberation du Quebec (FLQ), during the October crisis. His body was found in the trunk of Paul Rose’s car.
Veronique was a passionate supporter of Quebec independence.
Her boyfriend James, wanted to know if her father would advocate violence for her if the outcome didn’t go her way?
“Not if it meant she would wind up in jail. Jail is the worst place on earth”.
Elodie, was the sister of James. She was swept up in the referendum fever— watching coverage on the news, discussing it with her friends. Everyone had an opinion. People worried about the economy if Quebec separated. They worry about their futures.
In 2006, the House of Commons passed a symbolic motion recognizing Québécois as a nation within a united Canada.
People found themselves swept up in a throne of patriots, waving their ‘NO’ banners and homemade signs.
“UNITED WE STAND, DIVIDED WE GET OUT BUTTS KICKED. MY CANADA INCLUDES. MY CANADA INCLUDES QUEBEC. VOTE NO SO WE DON’T BECOME THE 51ST STATE! TORONTO LOVED QUEBEC! PLEASE DON’T GO!”
“STRONG, PROUD, & FREE in French and English”.
James, a journalist, was grappling with his own integrity— never being able to wrap his head around the fact that his girlfriend‘s father was a murderer.
He wrote a backstory that was good for his career but then lost his girlfriend, Veronique, over it.
Being the daughter of Leo Fortin, the infamous FLO (French de liberation du Quebec), sure wasn’t easy.
Did her father kill someone for his daughter, or with the simply a criminal?
Her father thought he did what he did so that his daughter would have a better life. But she didn’t have a better life.
She didn’t think it was fair to compare their situation in Quebec to slavery or Nazi Germany.
Veronique says to her father:
“Pierre Laporte was not at war with you. He never signed up for combat. He was just playing football outside his house”.
“Violence isn’t the way”, Veronique says.
The FLO was not the reason things improved in Quebec.
Things improved because of the Quiet Revolution, the PQ, Bill 101. . . Not because Veronique’s father, Leo blew up mailboxes and kidnapped a politicians.
Leo’s killing a politician, ( for a cause he felt), cost a relationship with his daughter for the first twelve years of her life.
Veronique asked her father if he felt any remorse?
Was he sorry for killing a politician?
Veronique always wanted to know her father’s answer.
“I’m sorry a man had to die, but—“
“He didn’t have to die, though”.
“I only ever wanted you to grow up in a world where you were in charge of your own destiny”.
“Stop laying his murder at my feet”.
I could really imagine the heavy burden Veronique carried around her entire because her father justified killing a man and her name.
Great book!!!