Lubna Alli

Out of all the speakers we’ve had so far, I can honestly and truthfully say that Gil was my favourite by a landslide. His passion and enthusiasm were absolutely infectious. It oozes out in the way he talks about bike lanes, in the way he preaches to the choir about Bogotá, and in the way he prepares himself before showing up to class. One hundred and thirty slides, all of which were useful in getting his message across.

“If it’s not safe for an 8-year-old or an 80-year-old, then it’s nothing.”

Aside from his passion, the thing that stuck out to me the most about Gil was his lifestyle. One week in Sweden, another in Turkey, another in Vancouver. He got to travel and do what he loved. He ran his own firm and got to set his own hours. He was also a professor, a politician of sorts, and a now a grandfather. He was living the life that I have always aspired to live. What seemed to be the perfect marriage of city planning, politics, change maker, traveller, and human. When I think of my success in the future, I think of the life I want to lead. I want to have a partner that I can go home to, children that I can play with, and a home that I can find comfort in. Just because I’m career focused does not mean I ever want to get lost in the sauce, forgetting who I am, where I come from, and what makes me happy.

Actually, I was introduced to 8-80 Cities just last weekend at the City Building Expo, where Gil’s colleague Amanda O’Rourke, who is the Director of Strategic Planning at 8-80 cities was on the panel discussing the importance of public health in our ever growing cities. I found the concept renowned. Not only are 8-year-olds and 80 years olds in the requirement of more childproof infrastructure, but so are drunk people, homeless people, disabled people, among my other demographics that fall under the cracks of the label able-bodied. Not to equate drunk and homeless and disabled in the same category, because that is problematic in itself, but you get my gist. I’m basically trying to say that the idea is absolutely genius because it appeals to more than just the 8 years old or the 80-year-old. It appeals to everything and everyone in between.

Tourists, for example, are another group that falls into that category. They are not aware of local traffic laws, pedestrian rules, and generally, take up more public space to loiter and manoeuvre directions across the city. Toronto as an up and coming tourist hub has become a key player in the game, and catering to these needs allows these unheard demographic to thrive in ways we have barred them from before.

I often don’t, if ever, think about what my life will be like post-retirement, especially as an older senior. I would hope that I’m not left in a retirement home to perish away hoping for visitors. I would hope that I’m agile enough to still walk, exercise, dance, and travel. I don’t imagine myself in a wheelchair or with severe health problems. The same quality of life I have as a young able-bodied person is the same quality of life I hope to have as a retired senior.

When I think about this with regard to my parents, that’s when it really hits home. They’re the generation above me, and I would never want to see them hurt. They’re next up when it comes to retirement. Even now, in their late 40s, although my mom and dad are still fairly young, when they experience any minor hindrance to their health, be it as simple as back pain, I feel for them. I hurt for them and I yearn for them. I want them to also be able to retain this same quality of life that I hope to retain for myself. As far off as it may seem, the city planning that we do now will be the same infrastructure and programs that both my parents and myself, and quite possibly my children, will use when they age. Ensuring that we are catering to this growing and ever-evolving influx of seniors is incremental to our success as friend or foe. Everyone gets old, so by that logic, everyone benefits.