I have lost a brother. My dear friend Jean-Pierre Matte passed away last week. Fuck cancer.
Farewell, my brother.
As is my way, I need to process my grief by writing something to etch my memories of this incredible man onto the public consciousness – because the world is now missing one of its greatest people – and it needs to know what he meant to me.
At the end of the summer, while driving down an expressway outside of Toronto and observing the passing information billboards (which showed only announcements regarding COVID-19, instead of the usual traffic information), I recall feeling as if I was in a science fiction film. The world had changed so quickly in such a short amount of time. It blew my mind.
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