The 1970’s in Montreal were a time of wonder. I was just a kid and the World was wide open with possibilities. There were many nights when we would pile into our silver Chrysler Cordoba with it’s crushed velvet interior and exterior opera lights to explore the wondrous island of Montreal. We might fly up …
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