“I had lunch with him after our class together ended, in the St. Michael's dining room. On our way back to the Coach House, we talked about Canada, being Canadian. He said…’Canada is a mosaic without an identity. And if you wanted to be a Nationalist, which part of the mosaic would you pick up and use?’ ...They were the seeds for my books, Towards a Canada of Light and Mystic Trudeau…. That was the last time I saw him well.”
B.W. Powe