Even those Canadians reporting the highest knowledge about immigration history believe we have always been welcoming. Yet the country's history offers more than enough examples of restrictive immigration practices to suggest that there is at least a bit of ignorance among those of us presuming the most knowledge.
The lady who bawled me out at the grocery store made me think of my Papa. Remembrance Day was the biggest day of the year for him. In addition to marking the end of the worst nightmare in history, November 11 was his birthday and his wedding anniversary. When my Papa was alive he really looked forward to marching in the Remembrance Day parade.
When the Second World War broke out, I was a young child living in London, England. My older sister and I were lucky to be offered shelter in a little old farm house for the duration of the war. I often looked back to these years on the Andrews' farm with fondness and gratitude -- especially because that's where I gained my deep appreciation for fresh, healthy food.