Quebeckian

There were some fair American costumes and faces in the crowd, but it was essentially Quebeckian.

Among the many unique features of the week’s gayeties, there were a few that were distinctly Quebeckian—such as might not be seen elsewhere, even in Canada.

In July 1977, P. E. Trudeau announced the formation of the federal task force on Canadian unity, which has the responsibility of finding "some kind of course halfway between Canadian federalism and Quebeckian separatism."

With two sets of long-distance grandparents, paternal in California and my husband and me in Wisconsin, our young Quebeckian grandchildren sometimes have difficulty keeping us separated in their thinking. It was inevitable that we would become “the Grandma and Grandpa who live with Poquito.”

The issue of federalism or separatism became the focal point of both Canadian and Quebeckian politics.

The Quebeckians are fond of winter excursions to the environs of their city, which they frequently make in large parties;

Sauntering under the trees which border the lanes of the suburban quarters, of which the Chemin de la Grande Allée and the St. Foy Road are the chief arteries—the suburb in which the Quebeckians of wealth and fashion have their garden-girt villas and emparked mansions—he fancies himself back again on the outskirts of the ornamental grounds of St. Martin’s, and peering about the picturesque cottages of the Rohais Road.

We look to Brother Drummond, the original Quebeckian, to take the lead.

He [Pierre Trudeau] called for peace “with my fellow Quebeckians who have been wounded in defeat.”

If they squeeze their doctors too hard, these will move to the State next door (think of the poor Quebeckians, who will have to migrate to Europe), but if the population takes health care and equity serious, their elected politicians should have the freedom to shape their own health care systems.