The following is an excerpt from an email, including photo, I got from my
dad last week. A good indicator of just how desperately my mother wants me to get married and start giving her grandchildren (which, I suspect, she wants partially so that she can sit with the cool kids at bridge):

“His first name is C______, and is, I recall, unmarried, which your
mother liked. She would have flown you to the wedding reception by
private jet if she had enough time (and money). He lives in Mtl and
is a goodfriend of P____ and plays at Royal Montreal Golf Club
as does P____. Very nice guy.”