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Michael Lane talks with Catharine McKenty about her book ‘Polly of Bridgewater Farm’ in the gardens at Trinity College, Dublin.
Exchange on CJAD with host Neil McKenty.
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The Other Key
An Inspector Julian Main Mystery
A glimpse.
It was January 4, 2003, when Inspector Julian Main was jolted from a deep sleep by his telephone ringing, like a warning. Groggily, he looked at his watch. 2:15. his mouth felt dry and rancid like sour wine. ”Commander Durocher here, Inspector. I’ve just been informed that Louise Branson, the wealthy socialite, has been murdered in her home at 76 Forden Road in Westmount. I want you to take charge of the case and I think you should get over there right away.”
For the next two months, Inspector Main, Homicide Division, Montreal Police, tracked the killer like a leopard stalking a gazelle. The hunt took to London, where he had been attached to Scotland Yard, and to Dublin, where his sister had been sexually assaulted. In the end it brought him back to Montreal where he and his sidekick, the gum chewing Detective Roy Marchand, uncover the other key.
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Jean P.
Here is Neil on the other side of the microphone
interviewed for his biography of John Main.
Two short clips, the first was for the show
» Take A Brake » on CFTV aired on January 29th,
1987 and the second one was for » Midday »
on CBC aired on April 17th, 1987.
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For yet another rare occasion, we see Neil from a different angle, on the other side of the microphone discussing his early life with Dennis Trudeau for the show Sunday Night.
Aired on 13/04/97
Many of you might not know that Neil use to write for The Senior Times, he had a column called Pit Stop. Since the weather is quickly changing here in Quebec, I found the perfect article for you.
Resist hibernating and enjoy the outdoors this winter.
”If you want to enjoy the Montreal winter, you’ve got to join it.” I wish I had heeded that advice when I first arrived in Montreal in the autumn of 1972.
That first winter I was broadcasting editorial comments on CJAD and producing and hosting ”Prime Time”, a program for seniors. On the week-ends I huddle with my wife, Catharine, (a writer-researcher at the Reader’s Digest) inside our apartment on the twenty-first floor of a high rise near the old Forum, and read the newspaper including the weighty Sunday New York Times. This regimen turned out to be a recipe for lethargy, lassitude and recurring stupor.
At the time we didn’t have a car (once we toured a good part of the island of Montreal on two metro tickets), but the following winter, Catharine reconnoitred the lower Laurentians by bus to find a place to stay and to ski. Happily, she discovered on the perimeters of Prévost, then Shawbridge, a sprawling white frame house with many appendages, the Laurentian Lodge Club, founded in 1923.
Catharine and I have now been members of the Club for more than twenty-five years, enjoying chef André’s savoury cuisine and cross-country skiing on trails with such evocative names as The Barking Dog, Fallen Women, The Madonna, and of course, portions of the Maple Leaf, laid out by the famous Herman Smith ”Jack Rabbit” Johannsen himself.
One stormy Saturday, I was chatting with Mr. Johannsen (then more than a hundred, still a skier and long-time member of the Club) in the living room beside the fireplace when the ”Chief” with a glint in his eye, lit a cigarette. ”I never smoke before lunch,” he explained, ”but I usually have lunch early.”
Mr. Johannsen was not the only notable member of the Laurentian Lodge Club, chock-a-block in those early years with young families and their children. Other distinguished members included the renowned Dr. Wilder Penfield and Brooke Claxton, a minister in federal Liberal governments.
Not that the Club was an elitist conclave or luxury resort. Far from it. The original iron beds were purchased from the Montreal General Hospital for three dollars each. Their springs were so dilapidated the mattresses had to be propped up by large sheets of stiff brown paper that crackled down the halls whenever the sleeper turned over. Still, the spartan bedrooms were merely a counterpoise to the charm and gentility of afternoon tea served in front of the blazing fire by ladies in long gowns.
From its beginning in 1923, the Club was at the heart of early ski developments in the Laurentians. Just beyond the first door across the river and through the trees loomed the Big Hill where in 1932 Alec Foster, using an old Ford engine for power, installed the first rope tow in North America, charging skiers five cents a ride.
From those early days, the Laurentian Lodge Club developed and still retains a distinctive élan marked by enthusiastic and warm camaraderie. ”The atmosphere,” as one senior member described it, ”was set by people in their eighties who had nothing to prove,” and who, it might be added, encouraged a tradition of fun skiing which meant taking time on the trail to stop to eat an orange and feed the birds.
This spirit continues, epitomized by the Club’s oldest active member, a vivacious ans elegant lady in her early nineties. She still skis and still serves afternoon tea in a long gown. She joined the Montreal winter a long time ago. Obviously she had never regretted it. Neither have I.
Published in February 1999
Jean P.
Neil takes another call
Exchange on CJAD with host Neil McKenty.
Dirty Quebec politics is the subject on today’s program. With the live callers.
Here is a special ”The best of McKenty” on Exchange. Bits and pieces of everything.
Enjoy! Listen to how Neil managed his way in a President Reagan press conference in Washington.
Exchange on CJAD with host Neil McKenty.
The Lines Are Still Blazing!
What’ a on your mind?