IT WAS NOT VERY LONG BEFORE THE unknown member of parliament became prime minister of Canada, and an epidemic of what was called "Trudeaumania" swept the land. His magnetic appeal was Kennedyesque; the task before him was Lincolnesque. He has known criticism and controversy as well as the highest of praise. Even the home in Montreal that he chose for his retirement from politics caused raised eyebrows. The Canadian architectural critic Adele Freedman Wrote: "Trudeauís Art Deco palace, designed in 1930 by the Quebec architect Ernest Corrnier is both a fantasy of grace and refined eccentricity and an Egyptian tomb". People wondered how he could think of bringing up three small boys in a four-story museum situated on the side of a mountain. In fact, this sun-filled house, into which Trudeau and his sons moved in August 1984 is in no way either a tomb or a museum. Joyous and alive, it floats above Montreal, and it is hard to imagine anything more fun for three active boys than to swing down on skis from snow-covered Mont- Royal, cross the street and enter their home, then shed their gear and run down the stairs that lead to their cheerful quarters two levels below. Here Art Deco has been dismissed, to be replaced by wide, comfortable sofas and chairs in a large playroom that gives onto a grassy courtyard. The decorations are the boysí own -toys, books, posters, a golden mask that someone brought back from somewhere, souvenirs, gadgets everything that three people aged fourteen, twelve and ten would like to have about them. Each has his bedroom off the playroom, from which he can emerge -ski clothes abandoned for bathing trunks to dash down a cedar-paneled corridor to the heated swimming pool, which sits across the courtyard under its own high, vaulted roof. The pool is Trudeauís only addition.


     
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