Paul Rouleau is restrained by Kingston Police officers on May 6, 1991, after he rushed to the gas bar where his wife Yvonne worked. She was found murdered in the gas bar kiosk, her throat slashed (photo by Michael Lea)
The passage of decades does not dull the agony and anger of some people who endure the unimaginable horror of having a loved one murdered. This was never clearer to me than when I met recently with Paul Rouleau, a Kingston, Ontario man thrust, like an ant under a magnifying glass, into a searing light on May 6, 1991. That’s the day that Rouleau’s wife Yvonne was tortured, robbed and murdered at the gas bar she operated at one of Kingston’s busiest intersections. Two killers, including one man who worked at the gas station, stabbed her repeatedly with a knife until she opened a safe. Then they slashed her throat and stole several thousand dollars. Her body was found by her sister, in a pool of blood on the floor of the gas bar kiosk, later that morning. Paul Rouleau had not spoken publicly about his wife’s murder for more than 15 years. He felt compelled to break his silence. His wife’s killers have been granted faint hope hearings, at which they can plead for earlier parole eligbility – the federal government is moving to eliminate this provision in the Criminal Code – but it comes too late for Paul Rouleau. The complete story (published in The Whig-Standard) after the jump.