1945 at Glenholme Ave. Niagara Falls
My dad's wartime memories were, like many of his colleagues, not shared regularly with his family. I had the opportunity of a weekend with him at the Canada War Museum in Ottawa in 2006 and the displays there certainly triggered stories that I'd never heard.
As an Air Force radar technician (a cutting edge skill in the 1940s), he rarely saw battle action. (Ironic that it was this work he was discussing with the father of the bride at the moment he died.)He did take lots of photos and put them in a leather-bound album which these are taken from. I remember feeling envious of the adventures that wartime entailed for dad and his buddies. It seemed a bit of a lark to me, although I know that Remembrance Day each year brought back painful memories of friends he'd lost.
He was also very active as a padre or chaplain to the Royal Canadian Legion branches in Sudbury, Chelmsford and Copper Cliff; as well as to the War Pensioners Assoc. I'm sure his absence this Nov.11th will be felt at the Sudbury Cenotaph.
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