LIFE AND DEATH

LIFE AND DEATH... 
By Bernard Bujold - 
It is said that life is an illusion and that only death is a reality! We can conclude that the summer of 2025 is real... 
Since the beginning of June, no less than a dozen people in my entourage have left the planet! Friends, former work colleagues, public figures who have been part of my life since childhood, and even institutions like The Bay stores. All these departures also signify, in a way, the end of my life in the sense that these characters who have left the scene will no longer be part of my life story... 
But as I often repeat (a phrase borrowed from my namesake Bernard Arnault): "You have to live with the living and let the dead live with the dead...". 
Have a good summer! 
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LIFE AND DEATH

LIFE AND DEATH... 
By Bernard Bujold - 
Two events make me sad: the death of friends or people I admire and the bankruptcy of businesses I like to frequent... 
Are the Baie stores going out of business? We'll have to wait and see, but the first step before going bankrupt has already been taken: an inventory of the stores. 
I used to love shopping at the Bay... 
To be continued!

SEE TWO STORIES CTV

https://www.ctvnews.ca/business/article/youre-at-risk-shoppers-urged-to-spend-hudsons-bay-gift-cards-during-restructuring/

https://www.ctvnews.ca/business/article/whats-next-for-hudsons-bay-heres-what-experts-think/ 

LIFE AND DEATH -

LIFE AND DEATH - 
By Bernard Bujold- 
There are two unavoidable events in humanity: birth and death... 
If it is joy to witness a birth, death always brings sadness. Every week I experience the departure of one or more actors in the story of my life and each time it is a mourning, sometimes for a few hours, sometimes longer. 
I have experienced two long mourning periods in my life: that of my father and that of Pierre Péladeau. These two mournings lasted about ten years each, because these two men were my best friends, my mentors and my life inspirations. I miss my mother, but her mourning was different, as she died over a long period of time immobilized on a bed in a nursing home. It is as if in my mind she never died... 

The existential question for all humans: what is there after death? Are we alone in the universe after we die? I don't have the answer... 
My last mourning, for a few hours, is that of Pierre Lespérance, the pioneer of Quebec publishing. He was not a friend, but I had met him a few times and we respected each other. He was passionate about books, but not on an intellectual level. He was very realistic and present in each of his projects. He was a great publisher and it is true that he made books accessible everywhere in Quebec. I still remember that in Gaspésie I used to buy the books of the Éditions de l'Homme at the tobacconist's in my village... 
SEE DEATH OF PIERRE LESPÉRANCE (1938-2023) 
https://www.ledevoir.com/lire/783461/l-editeur-pierre-lesperance-est-mort