Local Journalism Initiative
My mother’s father, Frank Lazare, had a job in Lachine at the Dominion Bridge, it was a foundry. During the winter months, they used to have to walk to work on the train bridge - the CPR bridge. They’d put in a full day of work, then they’d have to walk home. There was no Mercier Bridge then. They were coming home to Kahnawà:ke from work in a blizzard. And you know how noisy those blizzards are. They got blizzards there in those days that we don’t see anymore. There were six of them, walking in