Leaving for Paris

Today I attended an emotional memorial service in memory of the 14 women murdered at Montreal's Ecole Polytechnique on December 6th, 1989 as well as Yukon's 39 missing and/or murdered aboriginal women. This year's event was all the more poignant because Monique Lepine, mother of Polytechnique shooter Mark Lepine, read the names of the 14 women as 14 Yukon women engineers and engineering students received white roses.

It's a sad reflection as I sit waiting for the flight that will begin my journey to Paris, a city recently rocked by senseless violence.
I have high hopes for COP21.


A woman asked me if I was going to Paris for Christmas while I checked in at Vancouver airport for my flight. No, I said, I'm going as a delegate to the climate change conference. Her immediate response was this: please make it work. We need change. In the security line, a traveller headed to Palm Springs asked the same question. She also told me that COP21 was too important to be a missed opportunity. It's interesting to get the sense that that maybe, this time, global leaders will get it right and we can come to an agreement on how to tackle the biggest challenge facing us all.