But the "Silhouette" was not to be found. Nola turned the car on to a side street, made a u-turn and parked. A touch of wistfulness when she said, "changes, not sure I like them". Lottie agreed and Marg offered, "there are always going to be changes, this Hull might not be what it was but I bet there are spots all of us would like"......Lottie nodded, said, "I suppose but when Bill was here, I know, I know, shouldn't mention Bill, but where we are wasn't called "Hull" it was "Val Tetreau", I loved that name and even then it really was a part of Hull...now we have people saying Gatineau, because Hull is part of the Gatineau region, Bill loved over here, loved the Frenchness of it...you know something, we should take a Bill drive, I don't know all of the places he liked but I do want to drive through Wrightville and see if "The Raftsmen" is still going.
Nola smiled, "okay, good idea, I know about "The Raftsman", a great place for lunches, government pay days it would be full of civil servants because pay days they were given an hour and a half lunch"... and they were off to Wrightville, a section of Hull which only the older folk remembered.
No "Raftsman" and the next stop was Gatineau Pointe only to discover that "Manior Papineau" had met the wreckers ball. Coffee was suggested and all three nixed Tim Hortons; it took a while but they found a small cafe with a bonus, the table cloths were checkered red and white....coffee and poutine to celebrate.
At some point, Nola excused herself, said, "bathroom" but when she returned she had also used a phone, "we are invited to a sports club, Ray will sign us in".