Pierre-Yves Lord experienced conflicting feelings last weekend. The man who was desperate to host the big National Day show in Montreal had to make a road trip to Quebec on Saturday after learning his mother Monique had suffered a stroke. Unfortunately, she died on Monday, the magazine reports Selected Echoes.
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Pierre-Yves Lord was proud to be entrusted with the animation of Quebec’s National Day grand spectacle in Montreal for the second consecutive year. “I have the privilege of hosting this event,” he recently confided to La Semaine. It’s a time to connect and reflect on who we are, be a little chauvinistic and celebrate what’s unique about us in America.”
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However, the party he was planning to throw was marred by news he learned on Saturday morning, just hours before the show. Monique, her mother, suffered a stroke. So he made a day trip to Quebec to see her. Although he considered canceling his presence animating the show, he still decided to come back to pursue his work.
Moreover, at the end of the evening, while he was DJing at Maisonneuve Park, he paid tribute to his mother by breaking the news to the crowd. He took the opportunity to emphasize that Monique was the basis of his love for music and that it was she who instilled this passion in him. After the show, he quickly moved to Quebec, where his entire family lives. But on Monday, at the end of the day, his agent gave us bad news. “I confirm that Pierre-Yves’ mother passed away today. Pierre-Yves was able to spend the last 36 hours with her.
A priceless legacy
In a recent interview with La Semaine magazine, Pierre-Yves Lord told how he came into this family and how he was brought up. “My parents, Monique and Yves, gave birth to my sister Maryse in 1975. […] When adoption opened up internationally in the late 1970s, they picked me up in Haiti in 1979. I was in an orphanage in Port-au-Prince.
In 1980 they picked up my little sister, Elizabeth, from the Mi’kmaq community on Prince Edward Island. He took the opportunity to thank his parents who were always there for him. “Our family is made up of those who cradled us, fed us, cuddled us, who taught us to laugh and love, who made us fight and who taught us to travel. It’s my family!” And he continued: “The bond is between him and my parents. My mother was never my adoptive mother or not my real mother. The bonds that bind us are very strong […] There are no words to express the strength of this bond.”
We send our deepest condolences to Pierre-Yves and his entire family.