I wore black yesterday because I mourn the loss to our province of a great, stalwart leader. Kathy Dunderdale has been an inspiration to me and many others ever since she burst on the political scene. She was a role model for integrity, common sense, compassion and understanding — something lacking in many public figures. To quote Joni Mitchell, “you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone.”
Sadly, our province will be much less without her political presence and many will realize that — now that it’s too late.
Marshall McLuhan wrote in the ’60s that “the medium is the message,” and you, my dear former premier, have been the victim of a savage, unrelenting media corps beholden to forces in opposition to you. I’m beginning to believe in conspiracy theories.
On the other hand, I’m happy for former premier Dunderdale. She, more than most, deserves a reprieve from the remorseless hounds. She has done more than her share, much of which has gone uncredited, belittled by little minds. She can hold her head high. She bowed out with natural style and grace and I was never so proud as I was then of having been one of her humble constituents.
Premier Dunderdale, it has been a great privilege to have known you, to have been governed by you and to have been a beneficiary of the many good and sensible projects you have concluded. I thank you most sincerely, not only on my own behalf but on that of my children and grandchildren. You will be greatly missed in our household.