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Victoria Day renaming proposal: How's Walter Leja Day sound?

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   The 50th anniversary of the beginning of terrorism in Quebec has come and gone.
   The first signs of FLQ terrorist activity took place with the planting of bottle explosives at three local armories.
   No harm was done on March 8, 1963 when the explosives were discovered, along with FLQ graffiti and propaganda describing the FLQ as "suicide commandos."
    The early FLQ, which included Belgian Prof. Georges Schoeters, (who later totally disappeared) Raymond Villeneuve and Pierre Schneider, all of whom have been discussed at length on Coolopolis, took it to a higher gear on a series of mailbox bombings soon after.
   The most serious damage was done on May 17 when Walter Leja was seriously injured trying to defuse a bomb at Landsdowne and Westmount Ave.
  I propose that Victoria Day, which has already been renamed several times by the Quebec government, be officially, or unofficially, called Walter Leja Day in honour of the fight against terrorism in Quebec. 

Coderre announcement weeks away

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  Political vacancies are fast being filled and several crowns will be changing hands within the next few months.
  Now that Philippe Couillard has become Quebec Liberal leader, it's hardly a stretch to imagine he could become premier within the upcoming months, as the public's dissatisfaction with the minority PQ government is somewhere around 70 percent.
   Justin Trudeau will be the slam-dunk choice of the federal Liberals on April 14, but a federal election is likely still another couple of years away.
    And here in Montreal it's said that Denis Coderre will announce his candidacy after Justin gets officially named, so look at around April 26 for him to officially announce his candidacy for Montreal mayor for the November vote.
  Council veterans Annie Samson and Helen Fotopulos are among those said to be likely candidates for his team as are a few other notables.
   Coderre, a longtime federal Liberal, is known to many as a manic tweeter of Canadiens' observations.
   I could see him getting elected, so the chances of this triumvirate running the three levels of government within a few months are reasonably good.
 

Five cop car chases per day: fun in Montreal in the 60s

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   You gotta love the old days for all the wrong reasons.
   One Friday afternoon 50 years ago cops spotted a suspicious-looking car near St. Lawrence and Jarry. The driver declined to pull over, so they chased him. He leaped out of the vehicle and tried to escape through a random house.So the officer shot him in the leg. He kept going in spite of his wound so the cop shot him in the legs two more times. He was listed as being in serious condition.
 Cops were involved in several other chases on that same day, Oct. 18, 1963.
   ne ended at Lajeunesse and Jarry, another at Peel and William, another at Delorimier and Notre Dame and another when the fleeing vehicle was wrapped around a pole at Marquette and St. Joseph.  
    And lastly, a kid named Robert Waldteufel tried to rob a taxi but the driver pulled the gun from his hand and fired at him as he fled.
   So yeah. Car chases. Gunfights. Montreal in the early sixties. Nothing but fun. 

The secret life of Brian O'Carroll

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  Brian O'Carroll was famous in Montreal -- and indeed throughout North America -- for a brief spell following his famous altercation with a cop in a small St. Lawrence grocery store in 1985.
  There is, however, a back story that has never been revealed about the case.
  The event: O'Carroll verbally attacks a police officer for double-parking his cop cruiser.
   O'Carroll pesters the cop loudly and relentlessly until the officer loses his temper and holds O'Carroll down against the counter and proceeds to arrest him.
   The store's surveillance tape was played on the TV news around the world, showing what appears to be police brutality.
   O'Carroll won a $30k+ settlement and died a few years later.
   What's less known about the case is that O'Carroll was already known to police for his habit of walking around naked in public.
   Streaking, as it was known, was more common back then.
   It's not clear why O'Carroll had this habit, whether it was sexual or some other impulse which brought him to walk around with his epidermis fully exposed for all to see.
   Cops had cited him for doing this in St. Laurent prior to the conflict.
   He died by leaping from a high rise building. I'm told that he might have been naked at the time but I cannot confirm his final clothing situation with any certainty.
   None of this changes what happened at the depanneur, a video which hopefully advanced police awareness of how to stay calm in the presence of an excited individual. 

Prayers for an observation deck atop St. Joseph's Oratory go unanswered

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   I seldom visit the St. Josephs Oratory because it hurts my knees.
   I need practice before kneeing my way up a long flight of stairs.
   This has led me to a few unfortunate training accidents while attempting to knee-walk on the StairMaster.
   There was some serious talk of installing a giant escalator in 1949. But the good lord did not smile on that plan.
   Another thing they never got around to: building an observation deck at the top.
   There had been talk about four years ago that such a deck was going to installed by 2013.
   That plan seems to have been quietly shelved.
   Such a deck would offered a tremendous (did you actually use the word tremendous? Chimples) view onto the millionaires' backyards below and you might even have some some beaver at Beaver Lake from that amazing vantage point. I'll text the Cardinal to see if there's been any progress on that.
  Meanwhile I'm attaching this second photo as a public service announcement about message T-shirts.
   They really have no place in church.
   T-shirts with wacky messages appear to be back in style as seen in these recent nightclub photos posted by Le Homard.
   But I just want to reiterate that Presbyterian ministers don't like seeing them much, as I learned the hard way. I would imagine the same goes across the board for all religions. So try wearing something with more buttons and less letters if you're heading into some sort of religious thing. 

Dylan Thomas's night in Montreal

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   Bill Hartley did one thing that probably no other Montrealer ever did.
   He got drunk with one of the greatest poets celebrity alcoholics of the 20th century: Dylan Thomas.
   Hartley, who died about five years back, was best known as a cameraman for Pulse News.
   But back in university he was a promising poet who crossed paths with the legendary Welsh bard after Thomas gave what must have been an amazing reading at McGill University on February 28, 1952.
    Dylan Thomas was 38-years-old at the time and had recently penned his famous Do not go gentle into that good night not long before.
   His rocky relationship with wife Caitlin was also the stuff of legend, the most tumultuous relationship involving a drunken Welshman this side of Richard Burton-Elizabeth Taylor.
    I've made a few cursory attempts to find any sort of write-up concerning Thomas's elocution at McGill but I've never gotten around to looking it up in the McGill Daily.
   If anybody with a bit of time and access to such publications has a bit of time to spare, please let me know if there was any written reports on the poetry reading.
   Thomas was a literary rebel, a pre-rock rock star with adoring fans.
   At one previous university reading, Thomas, when asked to explain the meaning of The ballad of the long legged bait, replied, "It's about a giant fuck."
    After his reading at McGill Thomas went for a tipple at the Cafe Andre on downtown Victoria St., not far from the Roddick Gates. The joint was then informally known as The Shrine and Thomas, to the shock of nobody, drank in excess.
   Hartley, before he died, recounted the evening as best he could to me.
 “He was completely, utterly out of his mind. He slurred a lot. He didn’t make much sense sometimes. But I found him a likable man, very articulate.”
   Thomas also liked Hartley enough to anoint him his local successor.
   But William Hartley ended up ditching poetry for a steady paycheque hauling cam for CTV.
   Thomas died on November 9, 1953, about 500 days after his Montreal visit, in New York City, of drink, famously mouthing the last words, "I've had 18 straight whiskies, I think that's the record."
   The centenary of Thomas' birth takes place next October.

Montreal's attempt to ban dinner by candlelight

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In early 1961 Montreal 's public candlelit dinners were permitted only in
pool halls and billiard joints
  Dining by candlelight was the thing to do in Montreal after the war and in 1960 just about every restaurant in town had a little wax and flame going on the table while you ate.
   But in September 1960 Montreal city council banned public candles.with Article 5-3 of Bylaw 2572.
  The bylaw made it prohibited "to use any flame for lighting or decorative purpose in a public hall."
   The city explained that restaurants were considered public halls, so the fire squad was ordered to make sure nobody lit a candle in a restaurant as of around January 5, 1961.
   Pool rooms and bowling alleys were exempted from the rule, however.
   So if you wanted to have a nice romantic candlelit dinner, the local pool hall was the place to go.
   Of course the tourist board and others cried foul.
   We're not sure how hard fire inspectors ever tried to enforce the bylaw but our impression is that the initiative was eventually extinguished.   

Q-where was this?

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This lot in the West End (*think Snowdon*) was vacant in 1946 mainly because the city was short on building supplies after the war, which caused a construction delays throughout town. This spot eventually got built up and is a now-familiar place in the West End. The buildings around are all still there but the one on the right now has white bricks.


Elegy to an epic west end fence

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Outside the Blue Bonnets racetrack  sat an alternate gambling site in the parking lot, where – at least until the mid 1980s -- mob-related characters did business from car trunks jammed with cash. 
   The odds offered by the wiseguys were said to be better than the ones offered at the wickets inside.
  Those who struck it rich on the ponies that day would often haul their cash across Decarie to buy jewelry or other goodies at a pawn shop inside the Ruby Foos building
   That same pawn shop was also handy those seeking to pawn off valuables for gambling debts.
   That pawn shop was part of a network of fencing operations run by local Jewish hood Larry Bailey, or Larry Bayly, a character I’ve been trying to research more profoundly.
   Bailey, who died at about age 75 around 2006, had about 15 such pawn shops at his peak and was believed to also be involved in various other misdeeds such as importing large amounts of drugs and was also involved in a high profile real estate fiasco that some might remember.
  Bailey was a high-living, larger-than-life wheeler-dealer whose  long-suffering wife stayed loyal to him and helped him raise a son and a daughter, even though he was known to walk around with two hookers or mistresses at a time.
  He wasn't  the most reverential soul either: once at a religious function Bailey was obliged to attend, the rabbi pointed out that Bailey was not sporting the proper head covering. So Bailey went outside, found a paper plate and put it on his head.
  Bailey started as a fence as a young age and had a serious police record, and I don’t mean Regatta de Blanc.
   Bailey’s last Montreal hock shop was said to be a joint called Yadel.
  And he did so well pawning off old stuff that Howard Stern used to do radio ads for the place in the 80s. In the ad, Stern repeatedly said that none of the goods were stolen.    
   Stern should have been saying that pretty much all of the goods were stolen items.
   Bailey’s son Matthew also owns, or owned a pawn shop called York. He is said to be good at business and is not at all involved in any illegal activity. 
  Another part of the tale that I’ve heard but still haven’t fleshed out entirely (any additional info would be appreciated): Bailey also went in with the City of Montreal to buy up a number of properties alongside the Lachine Canal sometime during the Dore era. The idea was to renovate them and use them as resources for the artistic community, or some such thing.  
   But when the city realized that they were doing business with a someone who had a long criminal past, they bought him out, presumably to his great profit.
   Any additional info to help me further research this great overlooked Montrealcharacter would be greatly appreciated. 

Quiz- where on Ste. Cat was this 1940 photo taken?

The CBC tower, Montreal's most unjustifiable structure

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I think we've done a lot of mourning of demolished neighbourhoods here but still, looking at the 1947-vs-nowaday maps can be a perplexing and sometimes upsetting experience.  
   One of the most inexplicable demolition events is the zapping of a rather large series of blocks - four hectares or so (whatever that is) - below Dorch just west of Papineau, for the CBC tower.
   The beauty of a skyscraper is that it concentrates stuff upwards and so you reduce the ratio of humans per footprint. That's why Le Corbusier championed building upwards - you could have lots of beautiful vegetation, forests parklands below if everybody lived in the sky.
The area south of Dorch and west of Papineau was almost entirely razed for no good reason
   But the CBC tower managed to swallow up a large number of blocks while the actual tower only used a tiny bit of the land below. How this happened is incomprehensible. That there had initially been discussion of building the tower on the virgin Nuns' Island but that fell through. I'd love to know how it was decided to build so little on such a big piece of land. No sign, by the way of any progress on the much-ballyhooed $1.6 billion development that would supposedly rebuild the housing on the site announced five years ago.

1879 preoccupations in Montreal

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A few newspaper items from one single day, Jan. 30, 1879, tells much about what it was like to live in Montreal during the time.
1-Montrealers were obsessed with ice. Not only is there a lot of mention of ice-cutters (another day in the same period discusses a guy who fell in and drowned while sawing ice). But they also used it for transportation, so there were plenty of reports about how safe it was to walk upon.
-A span of horses attached to an ice sleigh broke through the ice into the river this afternoon but were rescued.
-Stages and habitants with produce are crossing on the fisherman’s road from Longueuil today. The road is reported to be in good condition.
-The ice shoved alone the south shore, opposite the city, from 20 to 40 feet high, yesterday and there is now over a mile in circumference of open water on the lower side of the Long Wharf  It would appear form the rapidity with which the water rurns that the strong current had changed form the centre to the opposite side of the river, now that the breadth of water between Moffat’s Island and the city is covered with ice. The mild weather of today accompanied by warm sunshine, will certainly not help the bridge.
-Ice Dealers, who have been kept waiting longer than usual this season for the ice-bridge to form, are making preparations to begin operations At an early hour this morning a number of men were marking off ice opposition the Custom House. During the past week three gangs of men employed by three ice-dealers have ben cutting ice in the river almost opposite the mammoth grain elevator in Mil street. Messrs Morrice & Co. obtain their supply from above Victoria Bridge, where ice harvesting has been carried on since ht first of the present month. The ice opposite the city is not always the purest.

2-Thieves stole coats quite often. You'll note that people were thrown into jail for relatively long periods for their crimes back then. 

-From Quebec: Thomas Coleman, hailing form the ancient capital, was condemned to two months’ imprisonment by the Police Magistrate today for the larceny of a coat.
3-Schools would buy dug-up corpses for medical training purposes. 
Body-Snatching case- The janitor of Bishop’s College, Robert Walker, who was accused of receiving stolen goods, namely the shroud covering a corpse lately old to that institution, was today discharged by Mr. Dugas P.M.
4-Much has been said about Montreal and the Victoria Rink (Drummond and Dorch) being the birthplace of hockey but some folks preferred to use the ice to play lacrosse on. 
The One – Sided play – The independent Lacrosse Club is a strong club on ice. On Monday last the members of this team, who are also members of the Victoria Skating Rink, played a match against the same number of members of the Montreal Club, also members of the rink, and won fourteen straight games from them in about an hour.
5-Bid rigging for city contracts lead back then, as it does now, to outrage. A tailor was irked by the city's failure to consider his bid for the contract to sew the police uniforms.
Those contracts – At the meeting of the Police Committee yesterday, the protest from Mr. Denis, an unsuccessful tenderer for the contract for license number, was “thrown into the waste basket,” it being shown that Mr. Denis’ tender was not the lowest. The protest from Messrs Seath, unsuccessful tenders for the clothing for police, it was ordered, shall be answered with the explanation that they did not comply with the condition upon which the tenders were advertised for.

Montreal and its longstanding midnight dancing curfew

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The Bal en blanc would not have been possible
during the era in Montreal when dancing
was banned after midnight
  Local customs are a large component of what makes a city different from some other place.
  But some of our basic assumptions can be quite incorrect.
 Example: we imagine Montrealers to be epic jaywalkers with police too distracted to worry about such trivialities..  but that identity myth has been busted by ongoing jaywalking ticket spree.
   Another misconception is that Montreal has always been a laissez faire kinda ville that has always allowed nightclubs to operate relatively unmolested.
   In fact the city repeatedly attempted to enforce a bylaws restricting dancing in nightclubs, both by performers and patrons all day Sunday and every other day after midnight.
   So that meant at midnight you were still free to stick around and drink until 2 a.m. but you had better not shimmy, shake, boogie, break dance or make like a chicken in any way, or police would shut the bar and fine management.
   The earliest mention of the bylaw that I could find comes in a warning from Jan. 2, 1925 that police would start applying the rule; 35 joints were fined in 1934,and an unnamed police source confessed to selective enforcement to ensure that clubs don't go too far. Another article from December 1935 notes that five clubs around the Lower Main were busted for violating bylaw 432. In November 1946 the midnight dancing curfew was being referred to as Bylaw 1643 but it appeared to be the same thing, as cops once again swooped in on six bars for permit people to dance after midnight.
     But finally Belmont Park challenged the Sunday Dancing ban, which was now being described as the Lords Day Act, and in October 1957 a Municipal Court judge ruled that it was a provincial matter and the province had no rule against Sunday dancing, so it was quite legal.
  The city did not give up its meddling, however. In 1967 the city passed an anti-mingling bylaw that prohibited bar employees from talking to customers. The idea was that this could stop prostitution or some such thing but that too was seen as a flop and only sporadically enforced.
   Strip clubs also saw many of their restrictions tossed out over the years as well, the g-string law was booted out in the mid-80s and the lap dance ban ended in 1999.
   I should note that my father owned a nightclub on the Main in the 60s called the Peppermint Lounge. He told me that he refused to bribe police, so they raided two straight nights and forced everybody to show their identification, effectively killing the business, the point being that these bylaws were likely used as leverage for bribery.
    

Dorch finally almost healed

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   Lord Dorchester can sleep well knowing that the street that was named after him could slowly heal after about six decades of destruction that left it looking like Dresden after the war. In the 80s developers opted to concentrate their new buildings along the de Maisonneuve corridor, a street now girlified with a wimpy bike path. And Dorch was largely snubbed as a result. But the handy access to two metro lines and the Bell Centre have made these parking lots primo condo construction sites.  This image above, done by a contributor to the excellent skyscraper forums, demonstrates how the prophecies of the filling-in of Dorch are finally nearer to reality. What will be the next area to be rebuilt now that this one has been filled?

Marilyn Beliveau and the 375 phone calls

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Rony Bardales, left, ended up in prison. Marilyn Beliveau, right, is among us now.









  "Prepare your fruze for the booze," said Giuseppe Torre.
  That catchy quote is one of countless phrases transcribed from 375 phone calls tapped by police in the Marilyn Beliveau case, summarized at length in an epic court document.
   Fruze, in mafia lingo, means money. Booze, is a Haitian term for whore. The gang was to pay her for her services helping clear their drugs through customs.
   The latest in the epic saga of Marilyn Beliveau, the customs guard who gave advice to drug importers is this: in February she was sentenced to two years minus one day to be served in the community and three years probation.
  So her troubles are finally behind her, six years after she was originally arrested.
  Here's her timeline: Beliveau was hired at Canada Customs while in her early 20s, in January 2003, a job that paid her $50,000 a year.
   She moved in with boyfriend Fritz d'Orsainville, a drug-dealing Haitian Montrealer in October 2005. She maxed out her credit card on new furniture. She was in love with him but it was a stormy affair. She apparently moved back with her parents around Christmas.
   One of their fights occurred when Fritz objected to her meeting the mafiosi at their apartment, rather than their usual places, the Moombah or at Steve's Bar in St. Leonard.
   Between August 2005 to May 2006 Beliveau worked with a crew of guys including Kamel Aoude, Ray Kanho, Angelo Follano and Giuseppe Torre to help them try to get ephedrine into Canada to make crystal meth.

   Her main liaisons with the gang were her high school buddies Rony Bardales and Eric Semino, who she noted had longstanding drug issues. She she considered the two like older brothers.
   She was especially chummy with Bardales and he was flirty with her, all the while speaking disrespectfully about her behind her back, calling her "booze" as a reference to the fact that she had a Haitian boyfriend.  
   Nevertheless Beliveau was in a serious relationship with d'Orsainville and the two discussed how their lives would change once she was paid off. She'd quit her boring job, they'd open a bar in the Caribbean and so forth.
   Eric Semino even promised that he'd buy an apartment building and put it under her name and buy her a condo in Old Montreal.

  After an earlier series of arrangements to clear shipments to certain designated companies fell through, the modified plan was to pull some administrative strings to ensure the save arrival of shipments from Pakistan that would come to a spice company called Dispo Plus, run by a young Lebanese Samir Salame.
   After months of alternately fretting about the course of the shipment and fantasizing about what she'd do with her cash, Beliveau was fired by Canadian Customs in May 2006, as there were stolen goods in an apartment that she rented but didn't live in.

   But losing her job was the least of Beliveau's issues. On Nov. 22, 2006, while in New York with her boyfriend, her parents told her to come back because police wanted to arrest her on far more serious charges including fraud, gangsterism and drug importation.

   She was released on $10,000 bail after Christmas 2006. In February 2007 she tried to commit suicide, she was hospitalized in a psych ward suffering post traumatic shock.
  She found a job, worked a few months but the employer recognized her through media reports and fired her.
  Her trial was repeatedly delayed, once for a long time as her lawyer Gary Martin had to recuse himself, as he was also defending another defendant whose interests weren't necessarily the same as hes.
  Martin was forced to walk and Beliveau had to hire another lawyer at great costs.
   She had a psych relapse and returned to the Louis H. Lafontaine hospital to deal with her profound depression.
  Beliveau eventually tried to get the charges against her quashed due to the lengthy delay prior to trial. That attempt failed.
  In July 2011 she married Frank Antonio Fernandez, who helped pay her legal costs.
  And, of course, in February she was more-or-less set free and was finally able to put her fretful experience behind her.
  But the records offer a fascinating inside look detailing the headaches and stress drug importers go through to get their merchandise to Montreal. 

Montreal fireworks production - where was it?

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Montreal had a home-grown fireworks industry as demonstrated in these Conrad Poirier photos from March 1939. Can you figure out from these images where it was located? Thx to HaroldRo for the pics.



Why four of five anglos live within 20 miles of Place Ville Marie

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  Eighty percent of Quebec's anglophones live within a 20-mile (err. 32.18 km) radius of Place Ville Marie, according to the 1986 census.
  I do not know if this still holds true but if I could finally re-solder the USB input on Chimples' brain implant recharger I might be able to find that answer deep within census stats, as I'm otherwise busy babysitting a brooding ape.
  The four-of-five anglo radius stat would probably hold true for Peel and Ste. Catherine, the Bell Centre, Windsor Station, Chez Paree, the Queen Elizabeth Hotel or the Sun Life building.
   But would it change had we used Schwartz's deli as centre of the ring? Would we then have to say 78.8 percent of anglos live within a 20 mile range of Schwartz's?
   I guess anglos are trying to get within a reasonable range of PVM in case a secret code gets sent out over the skies through the beacon. If I remember correctly a flashing beacon means that the Duceppe/Parizeau/Dumont triumverate is raiding the armory and that it's time to flee. 

Summer bummer: no place to enjoy the view

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   Massive Montreal irony: developers have been putting up skyscrapers left and right throughout the city, but this summer - perhaps for the first time since the 60s - we won't have a single structure you can go to the top of loiter and enjoy a view of the city -  a feature which I argue should be made a mandatory requirement for all new construction.
Hotel de la Montagne: gone
  Coolopolis has repeatedly bemoaned the demolition of the Hotel de la Montagne and its magical swimming pool/ terrace (see full story below).
  Meanwhile, the bar atop Place Ville Marie has gone vacant. An administrator has told me that they're trying to find another tenant to open a restaurant up there but so far no takers.
   Even Ogilvy's doesn't even allow its employees access to the roof anymore either.
PVM rooftop terrace: kaput
   The oratory atop the mountain was supposed to get an observation deck at the top but an official told me today that they're only looking at about 2017 to get that done, as they're prioritizing the replacement of the cafeteria with something bigger, as well as increasing parking and making the belfry wheelchair accessible. 
   While we wait for somebody to undertake to build our own version of the Eiffel Tower or the Statue of Liberty or Empire State building, I'd call out to some rentin' rebel to lease a downtown penthouse apartment in Montreal and make an illegal speakeasy up there and invite 5,000 of your closest friends up there this summer to chillax and buy beer and admire the view. 
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 For those curious about what happened to the much-loved Hotel de la Montagne rooftop terrace, here's an article I wrote about its demise in March 2012 for another publication which has disappeared from the Internets.
  You might note that the Selfridge's development would have been even larger had the owner of Wanda's strip club agreed to sell, as I discussed here
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Those dreaming of sun-baked summer afternoons at the poolside rooftop terrace of the Hotel de la Montagne might be in for a disappointment. You'll have to find somewhere else to drink your Labatt from plastic cups while ogling babes in swimwear next to the stunning downtown skyline as the 30-year-old landmark hotel will soon be demolished.
    At Tuesday night’s Ville Marie borough council meeting, the first of three monthly proceedings was put forward to advance a development that would see the building demolished and replaced by condos and a new hotel to be built where the hotel and an adjacent parking lot now stand. Ogilvy’s would also get two extra storeys if the $140 million plan comes through.
   The plan is subject to various bureaucratic hurdles, including a public consultation on April 18, and possibly more depending on whether a sufficient number of people sign a registry.
    The previous idea had been to build a 22-storey annex to the hotel, following a 2004 zoning change denounced by some heritage experts.
    But after years of foot-dragging, the new demolition might move ahead faster than might be imagined, according to Heritage Montreal chief Dinu Bumbaru who was tuned into the hallway chatter at the meeting.
    Bumbaru doesn’t get misty-eyed with sentimental notions of trying to save the hotel built by Herman “Sonny” Lindy in 1982 and now owned by his former partner Bernard Rageneau.
Rageuneau and Lindy
    Instead he makes the oft-heard complaint that it’ll dwarf adjacent Golden Square Mile mansions and bring more traffic to the already-congested street, some believe was originally named after Bishop Mountain, and now officially known as de la Montagne. 
    Bumbaru worries that the additional floors on Ogilvy's might also undermine another downtown gem. 
   But he says that the province will get the final say on the project, regardless of what the city green lights.
    “Negotiations would have to take place and it’d be interesting to see if the City of Montreal handles this in a transparent manner, they don’t mention that many of these sites are under provincial oversight,” says Bumbaru.
    The Toronto-based Weston family of Loblaw's fame bought Ogilvy's from a Quebec-real estate consortium last year the banner of their Selfridges corporation. Inquires about the details of the plan were redirected to the company’s public relations manager Jean Sebastien Lamoureux, who was unavailable Wednesday.
   The Hotel de la Montagne was built in 1982 by Sonny Lindy, now in his mid-70s and currently cracking golf balls in Florida.
    Lindy was raised in upper New York state in relative poverty before setting up a small scrap metal operation that gave him enough equity to get a toehold into the Montreal real estate market. His first restaurant, George’s was a place to see-and-be-seen in the 70s and paved the way to his Thursday’s on Crescent.
   When a bank financed the 16–storey hotel, Lindy sought to put a European touch in the lobby, knwon for its black marble art deco dragonfly fountain.
   Lindy chose every other piece, painstakingly combing through European markets for the perfect pieces including two large crystal chandeliers. Subsequent management have since souped it up with a hodge-podge of other decoration that leads some to describe describe the public space as rococo.
   Although now-known as a primo hotspot for boozed-up Grand Prix mania, the earlier years saw the hotel attract a glitzy high-profile crowd, as Robert DeNiro, George Segal, Pierre Berton, Woody Harrelson, Pierce Brosnan and others stayed at the hotel.
    “It’s a landmark place,” said Andrew Lindy, who beheld his father’s passionate commitment to creating the hotel. “It was like a boutique hotel before those existed in Old Montreal. My dad would come home and party with people like Lee Majors and Paulie from the Rocky movies, they’d all hang out.”
   Lindy brought in Bernard Ragneuneau as partner, who eventually took over the hotel as the duo split ways in the 80s but remain good friends.
   Details of the new project are still scant but for the moment they include a new hotel and condos and underground parking. Some might doubt, however that the same summer moments of lofty poolside splash and trash could be duplicated in whatever comes next.

Race war at Timmy's

Corner of Montreal Way, Montreal Circle and Montreal Ave.

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   Weird as this might sound, St. Paul Minnesota not only has a Montreal Ave. but it also have a Montreal Way and a Montreal Circle.
   And they all meet.
   All roads literally lead to Montreal.
   The reason there's a Montreal Ave in St. Paul? No idea.
   My theory, however is that there's a St. Paul Ave. in Montreal so they figgered they had to reciprocate. 

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