Elaine McCoy was an icon of Alberta politics. She followed in the footsteps of Peter Lougheed, succeeding him as MLA for Calgary West. She was a cabinet minister in Don Getty’s government, handling some tricky portfolios in a time of transition.
When I first started work as a journalist, she cut a stylish swarth through Alberta political culture. She was beautiful, elegant, always fashionably groomed. She brought glamour and charisma to the Getty government, when neither was in abundant supply.
When Don Getty stepped down, Elaine McCoy ran for the Tory leadership. It’s intriguing to think that in an alternate timeline, she, instead of Ralph Klein, might have become premier. But that was not to be.
Instead, she was appointed to the Senate of Canada by Paul Martin, in 2005. She was a loyal Progressive Conservative, so it was a bold appointment for PM Martin to make. But Elaine McCoy saw across party lines. She spent her time in the Senate as an Independent. In every sense.
An authentic Alberta maverick, Elaine McCoy had a vision of a role for independent senators, who were not beholden to any party. She became the first leader of the @ISGSenate - the godmother of the reforming Senate as we know it today.
When @MetisSenatorPLB & I were appointed to the Senate to represent Alberta in 2018, she greeted us as a mentor, with lots of advice and ideas, delivered over lunch and in committee breaks.
I watched and learned, as she fought tirelessly for Alberta’s interests, especially when it came to bills such as C-69 and C-48. Elaine McCoy was passionate about protecting the environment- and she knew Calgary’s energy sector intimately. She worked relentlessly to find balance.
Despite failing health, Elaine McCoy never flagged in her love for her province or her passion to change the Senate for the better. And she never backed down from an argument. She spoke out, and never mind whose feathers she ruffled.
Because of health problems that prevented her from flying, she hadn’t been home to Alberta for some time. But all Albertans, of all political stripes, should know what a great champion of our complex province she was. With her death, we have lost a powerful voice.
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A dear friend of mine was scheduled to have a significant surgery next week. A surgery so important and time sensitive, that it was set to go ahead, in spite of all the Covid restrictions and despite a Covid outbreak at the Alberta hospital where the operation was booked. But...
The surgery has just been cancelled. (I’d say postponed - but until when?) This is the hidden cost of letting Covid spread unchecked in Alberta. We may never know how many people’s suffering will be extended, cruelly, because hospitals were too overwhelmed to care for them.
And we’ll likely never know whose health might be permanently compromised because they couldn’t get essential treatment in a timely fashion. This isn’t just about those suffering from Covid. It’s about the swamping of our hospital system.
On #NationalIndigenousPeoplesDay - I wanted to share the story of Jane Flett MacKay, the matriarch you in the the centre of this photo, a remarkable Edmontonian, whose story may not be one you know. #yeg#yegheritage
She was born in 1857. Her father was from the Orkney Islands in the far north of Scotland. Her mother was a member of thr Geich’in First Nation, in the Mackenzie Delta.
In 1874, Jane married William Morrison MacKay, a Scottish physician who was working as a Hudson Bay Company doctor. Eventually, he became Chief Factor of Fort Chipewyan. Jane became his nurse and surgical assistant.
Many years ago - more than 30 - I was lucky enough to earn a post grad fellowship to the @Poynter Institute for Media Studies in St. Petersburg, Florida. I was, I think, the first, or one of the first, Canadian students to study there.
I had to find a place to stay - so I was delighted when one of my fellow incoming students called me up. She was from Atlanta, and she and her brother were driving down to St. Petersburg to look for an apartment for her. She asked if I might want to be her roommate.
We chatted on the phone and hit it off, and I said sure! So she found us a great place to share.
Just got off the phone with the union that represents Canadian Food Inspection Agency (CFIA) inspectors, including those who inspect Alberta's big beef packing plants. As of today, 40 CFIA inspectors have tested positive for Covid-19, including 21 in Alberta.
According to the union, there are 37 federal inspectors assigned to the Cargill beef packing plant in High River, near Calgary. Of those 37 inspectors, I'm told 18 were diagnosed with Covid-19.
The good news, is that among CFIA staff, there have been no fatalities to date, although at least one Alberta inspector was so sick they needed to be put on a ventilator.
We’ve just been informed the Senate of Canada has been recalled to sit Wednesday, to deal with emergency Covid-19 legislation. Quorum for the Senate is just 15; only those who live within driving distance of the Senate, and can get there in a private vehicle, are to attend.
The rest of us will review the legislation from home, and forward our questions and concerns to our Senate colleagues in Ottawa. That way, we can still have a measure of regional representation.
I will do my best to make people aware of the particular challenges we’re facing in Alberta, with the double blow of Covid closures and collapsed oil prices. Because I know this is a dire time in Alberta.
Dear @hockeynight - on Friday, I took part in a ceremony at an Edmonton mosque, honouring Aboriginal Veterans. Many of the people there were immigrants from Pakistan & India. They recited In Flanders Fields. They all wore poppies.
One of the members of the mosque, an immigrant who just so happens to be an acclaimed botanist, gave an interesting talk about precisely why poppies grew so abundantly on the battlefields of Flanders, and how they became our symbol of remembrance.
Monday, I’ll lay a wreath at Edmonton’s Norwood Legion. I spent last Nov 11 at the same Legion Hall - where the young cadets who assisted with wreaths were themselves as multicultural as Canada itself. Many were undoubtedly the children of immigrants or immigrants themselves.