Madame Bertrand, Little Brothers’ Great Friend, shares her touching experience and the bonds of love created at Domaine Juliette-Huot, softening the challenges of old age.

Christian, a volunteer with Little Brothers, forges precious bonds with the seniors. His commitment, fueled by reciprocity and humanity, softens their daily lives and enriches his own.

Being there is the priceless gift offered by Little Brothers volunteers to Mr. Plouffe. Their support transforms his life, replacing loneliness with a loving, present family. Support that makes all the difference.

Read what Ms. Grenier, a Little Brothers volunteer, has to say.

In this chance encounter between Mr. Lévesque and Mr. Bastien, immediate communication unites them. Both passionate about the airwaves, their friendship is woven around television and daily poetry, illustrating the rarity of authentic ties through the ages.

« Apprivoise-moi » avait dit le Renard au Petit Prince, mais l’enfant ne comprit pas tout de suite ce que le canidé voulait dire. « Apprivoiser veut dire, créer des liens » expliqua le Renard. Et ces mots ont transcendé le temps et l’espace depuis la littérature jusqu’à l’engagement de Selma auprès de ses Grandes … Continued

So many images come to mind when we think of the duo of Gilles and Nicole. Imagine a piece of jewelry made up of two gold heart halves that magnetize to each other to form a whole of great value. A pendant attached to a long chain of friendship. A chain crocheted from precious, durable … Continued

It was a day during the pandemic… A day when the small pleasures shared in a confined and privileged family doubled in richness, while freedoms were impoverished according to the ordered recommendations of public health. Geneviève and her partner, parents of two sons on the autism spectrum, lived in a gentle, comfortable family environment. There … Continued

Madame Diane, after years of isolation, finds a second chance with Little Brothers. A poignant account of how generosity and friendship transformed her life.

Elles ne pourraient pas se rappeler de l’air que fredonnait maman en faisant la vaisselle. Ni de l’odeur du tabac de la pipe que fumait papa. Encore moins des jeux auxquels elles s’adonnaient, petites, ou des jouets qu’elles se prêtaient un jour pour mieux se l’arracher le lendemain. Elles ne sont pas nées sous le … Continued