Remembering Jack LeClair

Jack LeClair died on Saturday.Jack was a neighbour, around the corner on King Street, for all the years I’ve lived in downtown Charlottetown, a fellow “downtown liver,” as our mutual late friend and neighbour Catherine Hennessey used to call us.The heart of where I remember Jack sits 25 years ago sits down the street at Eddie’s Lunch, where we were both regulars. I wrote this in 2001:Eddie’s has always been a relatively successful local lunch counter; a renovation this spring (and into summer, alas!), has given them about triple the capacity. And they have, I think, been able to preserve a lot of the “Eddie’s ambience” in the updated space.Now it used to be that the only people you ever heard of going to Eddie’s were people from the neighbourhood like photographer Jack LeClair (just up King St.) and poet Catherine Matthews (just across Prince St.).Eddie’s later became Viva’s, and Jack and I continued to see each other there.I can’t really tell you much factual about Jack, indeed most…