My kids played in a Quebec league. They've also played on teams representing Quebec cities, as have my grandchildren. We've spent a lot of time in Quebec. There were times that I could have gotten angry about slights to me. But, why let a couple of a##holes spoil the overall experience, which is overwhelmingly a huge plus. Once, we were in a town north of Trois Rivieres. I tried to buy a hamburger in the rink. I pointed at the sign and said "hamburger". The person behind the counter pretended misunderstanding. So, I get a French friend to order it for me. He points at the sign and says "hamburger". So, I get my burger. I go to the cash register and act like I don't understand the price. I keep handing over less money than the real price. A miracle happens. They, all of a sudden, are able to communicate in English. I was the US rep on a Quebec inter-city league. Almost all of the business was conducted in French. I don't speak French, but I understand it fairly well. Once in awhile. I'd have to have something explained. At one meeting, one bozo made a motion, in French, that the chair should not "interrupt" the meetings to "educate" me. I have also watched US parents move en bloc up and down the stands and block the view of a more polite French crowd. Once, we were hosts at our arena to some French kids and their parents from northeastern Quebec. I get a call from our coach. A local politician had interrupted the game. Hubert Humphrey, who was running for something, grabbed the mike and was making a political speech at our rink. He made some pretty insulting remarks about Minnesota hockey being better than Vermont and Quebec's version. I hope I've learned to get past that stuff. There are some wonderful people on both sides of the border. We can't let the jerks spoil things for us.