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Life in New Orleans turns tragic for Canadians

NEW ORLEANS— From Saturday's Globe and Mail

It was Helen who wanted to come back to New Orleans but Paul was worried.

After all, the couple's home had been deluged by five feet of water during hurricane Katrina and they would have to find a new place to stay. And everybody knew that the recovery of this long-troubled city was advancing in fits and starts. Toxic sludge lay over many neighbourhoods and crime was surging.

So to persuade him, from her parents' home in South Carolina, where the couple had fled from the hurricane, Helen Hill, a 36-year-old animator and filmmaker, began her postcard campaign aimed at persuading her husband and soulmate, family doctor Paul Gailiunas, who grew up in Edmonton and trained in medicine in Halifax, to move back to New Orleans.

“She had all of her friends [in New Orleans] write postcards [to her husband] with all the reasons why they should come back,” recalled Rene Broussard, director of the Zeitgeist Multi-Disciplinary Arts Center, where Ms. Hill showed her experimental films. “Paul was my doctor. So I wrote — to keep me alive,” said Mr. Broussard, a heavy-set 42-year old.

Perhaps Dr. Gailiunas's reticence was well-founded. Early Thursday morning, Ms. Hill — who was born in the United States but took Canadian citizenship — was shot in the neck and killed in the entrance of their modest home on the edge of the French Quarter.

Dr. Gailiunas was hit four times in the cheek and arm but was released from hospital yesterday. Their two-year-old son, Francis, was unhurt. He was reportedly found in the entrance of his house, protected by his injured father.

In a city that has become accustomed to tragedy and to an endless strings of crime — there have been a dozen homicides in the past two weeks — this latest outrage was just too much.

“I'm so aggravated and angry,” said Helen Gillet, an experimental cellist who gathered with about two dozen other friends of the couple outside their modest frame house in New Orleans's Faubourg Marigny neighbourhood late yesterday afternoon. “I'm outraged at what's going on in the community.”

Dr. Gailiunas, who worked in a medical clinic for the poor run by the Daughters of Charity religious order, and Ms. Hill were part of the community of artists, poets and other creative types, refugees from the rest of the United States and elsewhere, who have been drawn to New Orleans because of its singular history and culture.

They all know that the city is bedevilled by crime, but what has happened since Katrina has shaken them to the core. There were 161 murders here last year — all in a city that has only about 220,000 people, half the number from before Katrina, giving it one of America's highest murder rates.

If anybody thought they could make a difference, it was Ms. Hill and Dr. Gailiunas. The two met at Harvard as undergraduates and came to New Orleans when they graduated in 1992. According to friends and family, it's where their friendship blossomed into love.

Ms. Hill went off to California to attend film school and Dr. Gailiunas returned to his father's alma mater, Dalhousie and studied medicine. Ms. Hill soon joined Dr. Gailiunas and the couple became mainstays of the city's artistic community.

But the lure of New Orleans was there and, in 2001, they moved here and bought a home.

“My sister was truly the best person I know. She was the sweetest, most compassionate, selfless person,” said Helen's brother, Jacob, a magazine publisher from New York, as he thanked friends and neighbours for coming and made a TV plea for witnesses to come forward in an effort to find the killer.

“They came back to New Orleans because they wanted to be part of the reconstruction and they wanted to come to help,” Jacob continued.

Paul's brother, Adam, said his brother didn't move to the United States to escape Canadian medicare. Quite the opposite, he came to New Orleans because he wanted to work in a Third World environment and he felt his skills were needed.