I’ve always thought of myself as thoughtfully inclusive. Growing up as a non-Catholic, non-Jewish, non-Francophone in Montreal, I was a minority, but I didn’t think of it that way. I thought I was blessed to live in a city that celebrated diversity and had a vibrant international community. I worked with people who spoke English and those who didn’t. Some celebrated Hannukah and some Christmas. We spanned the full colour and ancestry range, but we didn’t think about that – we were just friends and colleagues.
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