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Citizenship, Francophonie, Human Rights & Social Justice
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Réjeanne was born in Saint-Jean-sur-Richelieu, Québec, a small town 40 km south of Montreal and 40 km North of the United States border. She lived in Quebec during the FLQ October crisis and the War Measures Act in 1970. In 1976 she left Canada to travel the world, starting with West Germany where her brother-in-law was stationed. While in Germany she met her true love. Frank and Réjeanne were married in 1977. They returned to Canada in 1979. They lived in Kapuskasing (ON), St-Jean-sur-Richelieu (QC), Montreal (QC), Kitchener (ON) and finally settled in Waterloo (ON) where they currently live. Réjeanne was a Bilingual Senior Life Insurance Underwriter at the time she retired. She is an avid history buff and found her artistic side after a lifetime of working in purely technical positions. Her first endeavour was acting with a local amateur group. She later co-wrote a play with her spouse, Frank. The play was a new experience where she built props and taught non-actors the rudiments of acting. She also edits Frank’s blogs and articles on Military History. She mentored new immigrants to Canada on a volunteer basis. She also volunteered her time to work behind the scenes during the preparation and filming of a video for the school boards. The video relates personal stories from the modern day Veterans.
I was born in Saint-Jean-sur- Richelieu, in the province of Québec. My maiden is Langlois. I can retrace my Canadian roots on my father’s side to the 1600s where my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather, Noel Langlois, married Francoise Grenier in the city of Québec in 1634. The Langlois family originated from the province of Normandy in France.
In a province often divided by political ideology, my immediate family members were staunch federalists. If you are born in Québec, you have to be political to a certain extent. Most families in Québec are divided on the political front. Mine was no exception. My parents were also strong believers in the Catholic faith. I was raised with these beliefs and going to church on Sunday was never questioned; it was a duty.